Misplaced my car.
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Seeing as I've told most people, perhaps I should tell you lot.
Basically the story goes that, last Saturday, in the evening after a hangover I decided to pop to Tesco express in town for a quick snack. I always walk to that particular Tesco but was feeling quite lazy/delicate still. I buy my food, and return home.
Sunday I drive the Noble somewhere but have an otherwise sedentary day.
MONDAY I get ready for work, walk out to the Puma and it's not in my parking space. I walk out to the street, it's not there either. "Where the f**k is my car?" I mutter to myself. Suddenly the dawning realisation that in the time I was shopping on Saturday I somehow forgot that I'd driven and wandered back in my own little world of blissful ignorance.
Cue a 6:45 Monday morning walk back to Tesco with much swearing and a well deserved council parking ticket for £25. A veritable bargain for 36 hours parking actually
Now PH, I remember the story of the guy who reported his car stolen because he'd parked on a different floor, what else have you lot done to at least attempt to match this incredible lapse of concentration and stupity?
Basically the story goes that, last Saturday, in the evening after a hangover I decided to pop to Tesco express in town for a quick snack. I always walk to that particular Tesco but was feeling quite lazy/delicate still. I buy my food, and return home.
Sunday I drive the Noble somewhere but have an otherwise sedentary day.
MONDAY I get ready for work, walk out to the Puma and it's not in my parking space. I walk out to the street, it's not there either. "Where the f**k is my car?" I mutter to myself. Suddenly the dawning realisation that in the time I was shopping on Saturday I somehow forgot that I'd driven and wandered back in my own little world of blissful ignorance.
Cue a 6:45 Monday morning walk back to Tesco with much swearing and a well deserved council parking ticket for £25. A veritable bargain for 36 hours parking actually
Now PH, I remember the story of the guy who reported his car stolen because he'd parked on a different floor, what else have you lot done to at least attempt to match this incredible lapse of concentration and stupity?
Chapppers said:
Now PH, I remember the story of the guy who reported his car stolen because he'd parked on a different floor, what else have you lot done to at least attempt to match this incredible lapse of concentration and stupidity?
I'm sure I've told this story before, but anyway:When I passed my test and got my first car (Mk1 Cavalier 1600 GL), I decided to drive into town (Watford) one Saturday to have a mooch around the shops, as I usually did on a Saturday, although it was usually via public transport, not my under my own locomotion.
I parked up in the multi-storey, walked around the shops, as usual, checked out the latest vinyl 12" releases in "Our Price", as usual, grabbed something to eat somewhere, as usual and then got the bus home, as usual.
It wasn't until I walked into the house and Mum said "Your Dad's on nights, so you can put your car in the garage if you want" that I realised that I'd left my new car in the multi-storey car park.
I had to get the bus back into town to pick up my car.
Ah a lapse in concentration eh!
Last Friday I went to the dentist, had some treatment, all simple so far !
Early Saturday morning, approx 02.30 am, some pain from gums, nothing dramatic, so I thought I would pop some of that gel stuff on, the one that numbs the area.
Skip bk in time to Friday afternoon, my son broke his cricket trophy, I repaired with superglue.
Guess you can see where this is going, yes at 02.30am, whilst half asleep, I picked up the superglue, which i had conveniently left on the kitchen worktop, right next to the gum gel, yes I then did pop a liberal amount on my finger, and massage into my gum, yes it tasted strange, yes I then held my hand in place like a complete pratt, as realisation dawned, and I checked the pack, still not having the intellegence to move my finger!
Then the mild panic, as you realise that yes, you, a 40 ish yr old, so called adult (mental age of 16ish!) has indeed just glued his finger inside his mouth!
Bottom line, yanked out finger, with scant regard, yes it was stuck well enough to remove some skin from finger, and then spent the next few days periodically trying not to swallow odd little bit of superglue!
Last Friday I went to the dentist, had some treatment, all simple so far !
Early Saturday morning, approx 02.30 am, some pain from gums, nothing dramatic, so I thought I would pop some of that gel stuff on, the one that numbs the area.
Skip bk in time to Friday afternoon, my son broke his cricket trophy, I repaired with superglue.
Guess you can see where this is going, yes at 02.30am, whilst half asleep, I picked up the superglue, which i had conveniently left on the kitchen worktop, right next to the gum gel, yes I then did pop a liberal amount on my finger, and massage into my gum, yes it tasted strange, yes I then held my hand in place like a complete pratt, as realisation dawned, and I checked the pack, still not having the intellegence to move my finger!
Then the mild panic, as you realise that yes, you, a 40 ish yr old, so called adult (mental age of 16ish!) has indeed just glued his finger inside his mouth!
Bottom line, yanked out finger, with scant regard, yes it was stuck well enough to remove some skin from finger, and then spent the next few days periodically trying not to swallow odd little bit of superglue!
I went to visit my parents one weekend a few years back - normally when I went over I'd just park on the road in front of the house, or on the drive if there was space. However, they'd recently redone their garage and said I could put my car in there if I wanted to.
Friday afternoon, I got home and put my car on the drive, as one of my parents was out somewhere. I'm heading out in the evening but won't be drinking, so I drive out. I picked up the remote door opener thing for the garage on my way out. As it turns out, we spent the evening watching movies, and I lost track of time until about 3am, when I realised it was quite late. Said my goodbyes and headed home, parked the car in the garage. The access road to the garage is in the next street, so I sparked up a cigarette and walked back to the house.
Saturday morning I headed out but got a bus - my parents cars were on the drive, so nothing new there. Wasn't looking out for my car. The evening plans involved alcohol so it was another trip on the 164 into Sutton.
On the Sunday when I was due to head home, I packed my little travel bag, laptop, all the washing I'd kindly provided my mother to do for me (
) and walked out to put them in the car. Not happening - no car. I got a bit concerned as to where I'd left my car, or if it had been stolen. I still had the keys, I'd not heard it start up (it was an Impreza STi so I'd have heard it!), and I wasn't sure what was going on.
I wandered around the nearby streets for a bit, thinking I'd not found a parking space and moored up somewhere nearby. Only when I got about 20 minutes away did I notice the garage plipper and remember I'd parked the f
king thing in the garage.
Not an overly amusing tale of idiocy, but I haven't managed to lose my car properly just yet
Friday afternoon, I got home and put my car on the drive, as one of my parents was out somewhere. I'm heading out in the evening but won't be drinking, so I drive out. I picked up the remote door opener thing for the garage on my way out. As it turns out, we spent the evening watching movies, and I lost track of time until about 3am, when I realised it was quite late. Said my goodbyes and headed home, parked the car in the garage. The access road to the garage is in the next street, so I sparked up a cigarette and walked back to the house.
Saturday morning I headed out but got a bus - my parents cars were on the drive, so nothing new there. Wasn't looking out for my car. The evening plans involved alcohol so it was another trip on the 164 into Sutton.
On the Sunday when I was due to head home, I packed my little travel bag, laptop, all the washing I'd kindly provided my mother to do for me (
) and walked out to put them in the car. Not happening - no car. I got a bit concerned as to where I'd left my car, or if it had been stolen. I still had the keys, I'd not heard it start up (it was an Impreza STi so I'd have heard it!), and I wasn't sure what was going on.I wandered around the nearby streets for a bit, thinking I'd not found a parking space and moored up somewhere nearby. Only when I got about 20 minutes away did I notice the garage plipper and remember I'd parked the f
king thing in the garage.Not an overly amusing tale of idiocy, but I haven't managed to lose my car properly just yet
Been there and done that. The local curry house or casino - a 2 or 5 minuet walk respectively- was the common target. We used to walk all the time and then occasionally during winter would drive if it was cold or raining. Almost every single time walked back home and remembered I had left the bd car.
d car. 
chippy 2 minute walk from my house, normally walk over to it, this time, late home from work, drive to chippy, get dinner, walk home, go to sleep, wake up and go where the fk is my car! so think i'll call the police/insurance company after i go get milk for the wee mans breakfast, and low and behold when i go to the shop beside the chippy its sitting there
k is my car! so think i'll call the police/insurance company after i go get milk for the wee mans breakfast, and low and behold when i go to the shop beside the chippy its sitting there About 8 years ago I was given a brand new Seat Alhambra as a company car.
Turned out to actually be quite a good car for a reckless 20 yr old at the time.
Decided to take myself and 6 friends up to Edinburgh for the New Years celebrations.
A great night was had with lots of Scottish hospitality etc etc.. All was going well until the next morning when we woke up and realised none of us had a clue where we'd left our bus !
Que 4 hrs of hungover searching for the car in groups of 2 until we finally found it, found each other and made our way home.
Was a great start to the year!
Turned out to actually be quite a good car for a reckless 20 yr old at the time.
Decided to take myself and 6 friends up to Edinburgh for the New Years celebrations.
A great night was had with lots of Scottish hospitality etc etc.. All was going well until the next morning when we woke up and realised none of us had a clue where we'd left our bus !
Que 4 hrs of hungover searching for the car in groups of 2 until we finally found it, found each other and made our way home.
Was a great start to the year!
Many years ago as an apprentice fitter in our local dockyard, i was chatting to 'Shaky Phil' one morning, i mentioned i'd seen his car in the car park of a popular bar in town the previous Friday afternoon and enquired if he'd been in for some lunch, Phil replied 'Is that where i left it, i'll pop up later to get it'.
It was only then that i realised why they called him 'Shaky Phil'!
It was only then that i realised why they called him 'Shaky Phil'!
christmas a few years ago,had a bit of shopping to do decided to walk into town as parking a car would be a right pain ,I do the shopping which takes much longer than planned as I must have bumped into every friend/relative I have in the area,went into every car park in the town looking for my car !! In panic now started to walk towards the police station to report car stolen had my hand on the front door of the station when I remembered the car was at home !Turned round swearing quite loudly at myself only to be confronted by two PC's one who looks quite upset at my language the other (my cousin and lookalike (we are mistaken for each other)) who says hello grumpy whats up ? I very foolishly told him !! That night in the pub somehow every body Knew !!! Thanks cuz !!
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