Unfiltered Story #271347

So, a while ago I bought a nice used car with my own money. A while afterwards, I was on my way to a performance I was a part of and stopped at KFC for a bite to eat. I went in, ate, and went out to my car. I pushed the button to unlock the door and nothing happened. I tried using the key in the lock; nothing. I tried opening the trunk; guess what happened. I tried and retried for a while and eventually considered calling my dad to bail me out. I turned around and…there was my car, lit like a Christmas tree. I had been trying to get into someone else’s car; one that looked exactly like mine. I was relieved that my keys and car weren’t busted and simultaneously relieved that I didn’t actually break into someone else’s car. At the same time, I was kind of embarrassed that I had been trying to get into a car that wasn’t mine. I sheepishly got into my car and drove to the performance.