A Tale of Two Cars

So, at work we just got done w/ Quarter-End.  This means that we worked a LOT of Overtime, and got out of here late for a lot of nights.

The other night, I walked out to the parking lot, unlocked my car, and got in the driver’s seat.  I looked over at the passenger seat, and there was a leather binder sitting on it.

Hmm.   I did not put that there.   Did Martin stuff a binder in the car before he went home?  But, wait….the doors were locked.  He wouldn’t be able to.  What the?

So, I pick up the binder, turn it over, and it has my company name imprinted onto it.  Hmm…the mystery deepens.  Then I open it, and my manager’s business card is stuck to the front flap.

Ok, now I’m REALLY confused.   There is a binder sitting on the front seat of my LOCKED car, that I did not put there.

So, in confusion, I call my senior manager on her cell, and tell her to let my manager know that SOMEHOW his binder wound up in my car, which was locked, but regardless, I had it, and would bring it into the office the next day.

The next day rolls around, and when he gets to work, he comes over to my cube, and says:

“So, last night, I stumbled out into the parking lot, and saw the silhouette of my car in the parking lot.  I walk over to it, unlock the door, and when the interior light comes on I was all ‘Dude……who thrashed my car!?? ……Dude!  That’s so not cool!!......DUDE!!  Who the heck thrashed my car??  Why would they DO that??.....’  Then I stand up and look at the top of the car, and realize that it’s a different color than mine.   So, I turn around and see MY car about 3 spaces away, sitting there going ‘Hellooooo!!  I’m over HERE, you moron!!’……I guess I must’ve dropped my folder on the seat in my indignation, and not realized it.”

The whole thing is really funny, but has led me to 3 conclusions:
     1. My manager and I have the same car….just different colors.
     2. Our keys are apparently interchangeable.
     3. I must REALLY need to clean out the inside of my car.

Comments

[Alan]

I really think that god is the cosmic joker, and for some reason he really likes you!!!PMSL!!

[annie]

How embarrassing! My car is always thrashed, too. The outside is usually clean though!

I forget what the numbers are, but yeah, for every thousand-whatever of a model of car made, there are only so many hundreds of keys made.

[sophie]

I would so be busted on the thrashed out car. I got a new one this year, and I am doing much better, but now that I have two eight year olds riding in the back seat--thrashed is standard. Generally if I want to give someone a ride--much shuffling is required.

[Thug Darth Putas aka Softball Slut]

Mine looks like a softball closet. I have all my stuff I would need to play at any given moment. Cleats, bat, balls, clothes, blankets for when it's cold.

[Kentucky Girl]

OMG, that's funny...but kinda scary, too. heh