My mom is now officially on the "old people" list and here's why:
After she was done grocery shopping at Sprout's Farmers Market she was walking toward her parked car and clicked the unlock button located on her key chain. The familiar "beep-beep" sound assured her the car was now unlocked, but when pulled on the driver's side door handle she realized the car was still locked. She pulled her keys out of her purse and clicked the button again. Beep-Beep! She tries the door again. Locked. She thought that perhaps the angle she was at was keeping the sensor from recognizing the signal properly, so she walked to the front of the car and pointed it directly at the hood and clicked again. "Beep-Beep". Now she's SURE she heard it "beep" THAT time, so she confidently walks to the passenger side door and pulls on the door handle. Still locked. She is now getting frazzled and impatient and points the remote right inside the car and clicks. "Beep-Beep!" And yet again, the door remains locked. At this point she is getting upset and she attempts to unlock the door by hand and shoves the key into the hole and gives it a turn. Nothing. She starts muttering to herself about how all she wants to do is unlock her stupid car and put in her groceries, and asking her self why isn't this working, and so forth. While she is talking to herself she walks over to the driver's side door again and gets her key ready to shove it into the key hole. Right before the key makes contact, the dark tinted window rolls down and a man sitting in the drivers seat yells at her, "THIS AIN'T YOUR CAR LADY!!!!!" Turns out mom was parked right next to a car that looked just like hers.
And so, that is what put my mom on the "beep-e-d-y beep beep" list of people that are officially old. One of the many reasons why I love her is because she called me immediately afterwards laughing hysterically while telling me all about it.
Love you mom. Keep smilin'.
