| Earlier today, with a million things on my mind as I was leaving the gym, scanning the parking lot "which isle did I park my car in ..." question popped to the front of my mind.Ah! There it is!Wearing my baseball cap & dark shades to ward off the bright Spring sunshine, I noticed as I got closer to my SUV there were some serious scratches on the rear bumper. I was like WTF? How on earth did my rear bumper get scratched? Not once, but THREE times?breathe... "It's fixable ... no worries."Then I notice the birdshit.Lots of bird shit. Damn, I really need to wash my car. I knew it was dirty but this is ... this is a LOT of bird shit. Damn pigeons. No pooping on the Rav allowed!I pressed the auto-lock button, the alarm giving it's usual "beep, beep" and I open the Rav's front door and ....... and Wait a minute ... it's not my car!Sheepishly backing away and looking around to see if anyone thinks I'm stealing their obviously UNLOCKED car, I then notice ...Mine was the NEXT Rav over. *blinks*#oopsIt's a blonde world after all ... |
This is my first time visiting you blog and I love it! And, from one blonde to another (you are right) - it really is a blonde world after all!!!
So nice to meet you!
Posted by: Magically Ordinary | April 11, 2010 at 09:24 AM