perfectlyfrank

I travel all the time for work, so I always try and get in the wrong rental car in hotel parking lots. I also often go to the room number of the room I was in at a different hotel the night before and repeatedly try my key and yank on the door ****.

Firerunner

iTrader: (3)

Not exactly the same but.... When I was a teenager I had a '73 Toyota Celica & a friend had a '75. I was joking around one day, jumped in her car & told her I was going to take it. She said if I could crank it to go ahead since she had the key in her pocket. I took my key, stuck it in the ignition, & started her car to the surprise of both of us. The odd thing is her key wouldn't start mine!

jwmustang

Been there but no problem after I put my Peragon on it. Havent seen this color combo with one yet. Like someone said customize it now a days you could get killed for an honest mistake.

carrierj

I read a news story similar to this not too long ago. An elderly woman left the fob in her rental car. She came out of Walmart got into the wrong car that just so happened to have the fob in it and drove away. She kept it for two weeks! Never realized it until she went to return the rental, which wasn't the same car.

https://www.foxnews.com/auto/woman-a...-for-two-weeks

mikemtn

When I read this I thought that I would have a funny but I guess everybody has one. Mine was when the guy in the passenger seat said: "can I help you".

52isntbigenough

I was at a local truck parts shop by me less than 1hr after buying my truck. Walked in looking at floor mats, got a set, walked out and my truck was gone. I forgot my spare keys in my Sync console and thought the truck was stolen. 100% my fault. Turned around in the parking lot, looked in their bay where guys were working on a black F150. Sure enough, they ripped my bed liner out. I walked up and said, "hi fellas, what's the haps?". They said, "this isn't the Lariat who we're supposed to put a tonneau on for is it?" They put it back in and the shop manager took 20% off my WeatherTech floor mats for the hassles. I couldn't take it.

DraKhen99

I worked part time for a mechanic, closing up shop for him. He'd have me go to the parking garage to grab customer vehicles and bring 'em over to the shop for pickup. One day he asked me to go grab a Nissan truck, and told me where in the garage it was. I couldn't find it, but I did see a Pathfinder, so I got in, started it up, brought it back. He comes out of the shop asking, "Where'd this come from? New drop-off?" Oops. I had grabbed the wrong one. I put it back as close to where I found it as I could remember, and wiped down anything I touched. ROFL.

There was a period in the 80s and 90s where certain manufacturers only had so many key cuts/chips, and Nissan in the 90s only had 26, if memory serves me.

-John

SPOAT

Yea, the Crown Vic's were notorious in the 90's for this.

We're LEO's and a colleague locked his keys in his stealth Interceptor. I pulled up and said watch this, my key opened his door.



Pecked out on my iPhone.

johnday in BFE

iTrader: (1)

I was driving for one of the big companies at the time, the only difference in the trucks was the number on the fender. I parked mine, went into the truckstop, ate, or whatever I did, and walked back into the lot. Walked up to the first red KW T6 I saw, opened the door and jumped in, and closed the door. I think the first words out of my mouth were, WTF!! The curtain was drawn between the sleeper and cab, a different CB in the overhead, and that wasn't my logbook on the right seat. As soon as the words left my mouth, I hear "Can I help you?" Scared the living dog snot out of me, luckily I didn't catch something up along side my head. Then, I realized, this isn't my truck. I very quickly apologized to the guy, and since we were with the same company, we got a laugh out of it. I looked out the right window, and THERE was MY truck. He'd parked next to me. I'm glad he was the kind of guy he was, I could have gotten hurt!

SPOAT

Reading comprehension.

Problem wasn't recognizing my unique truck. Problem was exiting on the wrong side of the mall and not knowing it.