Lesson Learnt - Never leave my house without my digital camera ever again. Even if my camera is old and broken. Even if 9 times out of 10 the picture comes out blurry. And even if my camera uses batteries like a prostitute uses condomsŠit still would have been really handy to have in my possession when I saw Sanjaya shopping at my local CVS.
Oh, alright, so it wasn't Sanjaya. And, for the record, I don't even like Sanjaya. Not.Even.A.Little. But I did frantically search my purse for said crappy digital camera when the Sanjaya look-a-like-could-have-been-practically-identical-twin strolled into the store.
After shoving my hand violently around my gigantic purse for a solid 8 minuets, I still couldn't locate my camera. That's when I realized I had left it at home to download more new pictures of Baby Mason.
As I wondered aimlessly into the parking lot, I was lost in deep thought about how funny that post would have been. I was disappointed for missing the perfect opportunity to hold a Spontaneous Sanjaya look a like contest. Distracted, preoccupied, and contemplating the words I would have used in my Œalmost post' I began unloading the bags from my shopping cart into THE WRONG CAR.
Um. Yeah. Hi.
I was too busy cussing myself out for being ill prepared, that I wasn't even aware I was putting my bags, into someone else car.
(Because, you know, Hyundai's and Nissan's look so much alike. Right?) The only clue to the situation I had gotten myself into was how clean the back seat of the wrong car was. The back seat of my car is filled with empty coffee cups, cigarette packs, 15 pairs of shoesŠall of which I did not see as I was placing bags neatly intoŠThe Wrong Car.
First I panicked. Then I rapidly scanned the parking lot for any onlooker, or the possible owner of the car. Thankfully no one saw me as I quickly removed the bagsŠand thankfully I wasn't busted.
Lesson Learnt? There may be a celebrity look a like at any given time, in any given store. Never leave my house without my digital camera ever again. I might end up in jail for a really embarrassing misunderstanding, one that infers to unlawful entry or even burglary.
Holy Crap! Man, the worst part would be pulling your bags out of the wrong car while furtively looking around...you would have looked SO GUILTY!!!! Like you were totally stealing! Like when George was taking the tip out of the jar so he could do it again while the guy was looking except the guy saw him take it OUT of the jar, I know you know what I'm talking about. Except I can't remember if it was a pizza place? Or am I confusing it with the place that Kramer took his clothes to be dried in the pizza oven? Either way, they both got kicked out. No wonder they all ended up in jail in the final episode (spoiler alert for those who haven't seen the show 45 bajillion times)
What do you mean you almost never get lucky? Do you have bad luck? And why is everybody else here except Ziva agreeing with you? Does everybody in this group also have bad luck? Why is everybody so unlucky? What are we talking about? I'm so confused by your Canadian expressions. Am I missing something?
I'm guessing that whatever's written on your hat is funny, but I'm not sure because AT MY AGE, I can't read a damn thing unless the letters are all 6 inches tall!!
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That about sums up my life, too. *sighs*
I'm not even sure if it's my car when I do find it. I have to look in the windows to see if I recognize anything inside.
I bought that for my Mrs D for her 50th birthday.
You need a beeper on your key fob, UP. Then of course you have to be on the same level as your car in the parking garage.
Hah! Love the hat, dufus. I'd get one, but at my age getting lucky means something entirely different.
AhahahahHAhHhHAhAHAHhaHAhahAHHAhahAHah!
I have gotten into THE WRONG CAR in a parking lot, thinking it was mine!
That hat is way too funny!
Yeah, I know...a car with no hole in the floor.
Oh my gosh. That must have been very embarrassing.
I want/need a hat like this!
Totally embarrassing!
I think I found it in the Dollar Store.
Seriously?
You must live in a trusting town because I've yanked on a locked door handle or two, but never gotten inside one.
Amen, brother!
I actually wrote a blog post about it.
Lesson Learnt - Never leave my house without my digital camera ever again.
Even if my camera is old and broken. Even if 9 times out of 10 the picture comes out blurry. And even if my camera uses batteries like a prostitute uses condomsŠit still would have been really handy to have in my possession when I saw Sanjaya shopping at my local CVS.
Oh, alright, so it wasn't Sanjaya. And, for the record, I don't even like Sanjaya. Not.Even.A.Little. But I did frantically search my purse for said crappy digital camera when the Sanjaya look-a-like-could-have-been-practically-identical-twin strolled into the store.
After shoving my hand violently around my gigantic purse for a solid 8 minuets, I still couldn't locate my camera. That's when I realized I had left it at home to download more new pictures of Baby Mason.
As I wondered aimlessly into the parking lot, I was lost in deep thought about how funny that post would have been. I was disappointed for missing the perfect opportunity to hold a Spontaneous Sanjaya look a like contest. Distracted, preoccupied, and contemplating the words I would have used in my Œalmost post' I began unloading the bags from my shopping cart into THE WRONG CAR.
Um. Yeah. Hi.
I was too busy cussing myself out for being ill prepared, that I wasn't even aware I was putting my bags, into someone else car.
(Because, you know, Hyundai's and Nissan's look so much alike. Right?)
The only clue to the situation I had gotten myself into was how clean the back seat of the wrong car was. The back seat of my car is filled with empty coffee cups, cigarette packs, 15 pairs of shoesŠall of which I did not see as I was placing bags neatly intoŠThe Wrong Car.
First I panicked. Then I rapidly scanned the parking lot for any onlooker, or the possible owner of the car. Thankfully no one saw me as I quickly removed the bagsŠand thankfully I wasn't busted.
Lesson Learnt? There may be a celebrity look a like at any given time, in any given store. Never leave my house without my digital camera ever again. I might end up in jail for a really embarrassing misunderstanding, one that infers to unlawful entry or even burglary.
Holy Crap! Man, the worst part would be pulling your bags out of the wrong car while furtively looking around...you would have looked SO GUILTY!!!! Like you were totally stealing! Like when George was taking the tip out of the jar so he could do it again while the guy was looking except the guy saw him take it OUT of the jar, I know you know what I'm talking about. Except I can't remember if it was a pizza place? Or am I confusing it with the place that Kramer took his clothes to be dried in the pizza oven? Either way, they both got kicked out. No wonder they all ended up in jail in the final episode (spoiler alert for those who haven't seen the show 45 bajillion times)
Margaret, you’re cracking me the fuck up!!
AHAHAHhHAHhAHhhHAhahhHAHh!
That was THE SAME episode!
:)
What do you mean you almost never get lucky? Do you have bad luck? And why is everybody else here except Ziva agreeing with you? Does everybody in this group also have bad luck? Why is everybody so unlucky? What are we talking about? I'm so confused by your Canadian expressions. Am I missing something?
P.S. -- I switched to Firefox, and it lets me comment. So Bill Gates can go fuck himself.
What a literal man you are! I like that a lot.
You know there was a time I was having trouble leaving comments on your blog. When I switvhed to Firefox it worked. Weird.
But I am lucky. I found my car in the parking lot.
I know. I read a lot. Oh literal. I thought you aid literary.
Right on, sister.
Or the weird presents for your wife's 50th birthday store. Or some store.
Who are Sanjaya and Baby Mason. Did they own the car you put your bags in?
Ahahahahhahahha! No!
Sanjaya was a contestant on American Idol like 100 years ago.
Baby Mason is my nephew, who will be FIVE YEARS OLD this month!
This post was from a long time ago!
:)
Ha ha! I like the idea of your photo for today and like the text on your cap as well!
Okay, good, Glad we cleared that up.
Oh, I can be creative once in a while. But at my age those moments are few and far between.
After you find your car- so you get lucky in it???
Depends who's in it.
:)
i like to keep hats over my head too. don't have to comb hair, what's left of it anyway.
Ha! I need this hat in my life.
I wear it when I cut the lawn. At least when I can find my lawnmower.
I have many. i might share some of them later in our little 30 day exercise.
Wow, I feel the sentiment of that hat.
I'm guessing that whatever's written on your hat is funny, but I'm not sure because AT MY AGE, I can't read a damn thing unless the letters are all 6 inches tall!!
Hits home, right?
One word: glasses.
Even I can read that & I just found out I have cataracts. C'mon Nicky, try harder. It's cute.
I need one of these caps. I'll trade you a Denny Hamlin visor (given to me by Denny's mom) for that hat. Whaddaya say? Deal?
She's just being difficult. She's good at difficult.
It's Mrs D's. You'll have to make her an offer.
*snicker*
Unfortunately this slogan is becoming true for me at times!
AHHH HAAA HAAAA! I love it!
Ha! That's what those clickers are for. ;)
I guess time's catching up with some of us.
Based on many of the comments I should start selling them.
Well, yeah. Or else they're meant to help blind people find their cars.
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