other than not owning a Volvo, I can totally see myself doing something like that. Years ago I moved from one apartment building to another which had a very similar layout. By coincidence I was in the same corner in the new building that I had been in the old building, but one floor lower.
I moved in on a Sunday, and the following day at work was a long work day. I got home around 9PM. Yeah, you guessed - I tried to enter one floor up, and fumbled with the door for about at least a minute before I realized I was on the wrong floor. The next day my upstairs neighbor was telling everybody about the unsuccessful burglary attempt that scared her the night before. She also went on about her gun, and how she'd have shot the son-of-a-bitch if he'd gotten in, so I chose not to confess my error.
I but totally believe if that if your instinct is that she did it on purpose you are probably right. Just that some people are amazingly klutzy in ways other than bumping into things, and Unfortunately I know this first hand.
Someone just around the corner just bought a Mazda2. In black. Identical to mine. At least with the remote entry, you'd know something was up before breaking a key in the lock?
So my neighbor doesn't have to have surgery for her spine (broken in 3 places) but definitely can't work until the new year. I really, really, really hope she's not contract and has short-term disability. (She's a nurse and recently moved from CVICU to a more 9-5 of home healthcare nurse.) I do know now that the guy that hit her? Unlicensed and uninsured. And the bar she moonlights at is doing a tip-jar fundraiser in a couple weeks, which I hope to go to.
And I hated having to dry off with a damp chloriney towel someone else had used. Uhg.
That really is the worst part. Do you think she just went all deer-in-the-headlights when she realized her mistake? My kids do that. Spill a glass of milk and then... stare at it, then stare some more, then look at me, then stare again. Until I point out that said kid should go get a rag and clean it up.
Someone just around the corner just bought a Mazda2. In black. Identical to mine. At least with the remote entry, you'd know something was up before breaking a key in the lock?
Yes.
Yeah, you would. Or at the very beginning of trying the lock. Like the first five seconds.
Do you think she just went all deer-in-the-headlights when she realized her mistake? My kids do that. Spill a glass of milk and then... stare at it, then stare some more, then look at me, then stare again. Until I point out that said kid should go get a rag and clean it up.
I try not to but I've made those mistakes. Not often but it's happened. *Ugh*
I'm canny to those kinds of awkward, I am good at them. Do them often. This was not that.
You know, I think I've adjusted to keyless entry, I don't think I've ever opened this car by turning a key. Wheee, gimme a cookie, I've adapted!
A friend told me a story of seeing her car, a blue Prius, and clicking the key. The door unlocked, so she got in, took one sniff and then realized... it wasn't her car. It smelled too clean.
Well, at least ours are from separate dealers? (And parked close enough at least once that I know this won't be an issue.)
The one thing is it is very frustrating to know what you saw and not be believed. So again this incident inspired a bunch of "awkward" stories but since your instincts say this was not awkwardness but chutzpah, I'm sure it was. I get how without being able to articulate *what* looked different, just as a matter of experience you could see that it was deliberate. I still wonder what went through her mind. Did she think that the towel's owner was in the restroom or the pool? Or that she could brazen it through, and have you just watch as she walked away with your towel?
