When I lived in Oregon we had a German Shepherd dog that I absolutely loved named Angel Eyes. We mostly called her Angel. At this same time in my life I would drive around in this pee colored (really light tan) toyota corolla that I also loved! And so with that my story begins...
One day I went to the pet store to get a big bag of dog food for Angel. It was nothing unusual. The size of the bag was huge and walking it out of the store was bit tough but I had my keys out and ready to open the trunk of my car and deposit the dog food. Once deposited I opened the front door and got inside the car. I put the key in the slot and turned it a few times but the car wouldn't start. I was a little frustrated and I took my key out, put my foot on the brake, moved the steering wheel a bit, and tried to start the car again. It was at this point that I looked around the car and realized I wasn't in my car!!!
I can't even describe the panic that ensued. I was freaking out. Did anyone see me try to steal this car? How did I not notice it wasn't my car? And many other questions flooded my mind. So I got out of the unknown car, unlocked the trunk (again), got the dog food out, and proceeded to deposit the dog food into my car a few spaces over.
Mind you the cars looked identical. My car key actually unlocked not only the trunk of the other car but the front door also--so can you blame me?? I think the fact that my key unlocked someone else's Toyota Corolla made me feel a little uneasy inside for a few days.
I managed to get into my car, look to see that no one (that I could see) had witnessed my almost grand theft auto experience, and drove home.