This morning I was at Lowes to purchase a garbage disposal for the remodel. I completed my purchase and headed out the door. Not thinking I strode up the the grey escape and hit the door unlock from my key chain remote. Nothing happened. I thought, darn, this thing is broken. No I probably hit the remote from the Expedition. They are very similar. So I pulled out the other remote and hit it frantically. Still nothing happened. Then I thought the darn battery is dead in the remote. So I got closer and hit it again at the passenger side. Still no success. Finally I looked into the car window. It was not my car. it had a little chihuahua bobble head on the front dash. I looked back at the front of Lowes with a panic look on my face. Two elderly ladies were rolling in laughter at my antics. I gestured with my keys in my hands and hit my head gently with them. I saw my Escapte in the parking line just ahead, out of the handicapped parking area.
One time up at a parking lot Linzi and I got into a areostar that looked just like ours. I jumped in and so did she. It was unlocked. Somehow the key just didn't work. Also it wasn't my tissue box on the drink cup island. We got out of that puppy in a hurry.
: ) Pat
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I have tried several times to open silver mini-suvs like the liberty. I was trying to open on the other day, when I realized that it didn't have a tow-package (duh!). Luckily, if I can't find her, she has a "panic" button that makes her say, "here I am, here I am!"
There seems to be a confluence of light blue pri-i in Sacramento so I've done the same thing too many times to count... This will be a great story to share at the lunch table with your fellow self-deprecating jokesters; I'm sure they'll get a good laugh!
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