“If it had teeth, it would have bit you!”
That’s the wisdom mom shared with me on several occasions during my youth. It would come after I had been searching, searching, searching for something…only to find it was mere inches from my nose. I tend to be one of “those people” who is not always observant to her surroundings.
And so it was when I walked out of the super-sized grocery store into the super-sized parking lot on a sub-zero evening. I couldn’t spot my dark blue car, which seemed to be in stealth mode. I knew the approximate location, but I couldn’t see it.
I’m pretty sure it was there. Right there. Hmmmm…
Well, maybe it’s over this way. Maybe I was hallucinating when I parked the car. I just wish I could find my car. Maybe someone stole it. Jeepers, it’s friggin’ cold out here…
*Flashback to the Seinfeld episode when Jerry, Elaine, George and Kramer walked around in the parking garage for many hours, looking for their lost car. Thankfully, I didn’t have to pee or find warmth for a goldfish.*
I finally pulled out my car keys and hit the “unlock” button on the fob. Lights blinked from a car that was parked back where I thought I parked it. Right there. Under my nose, close enough to bite me if it had teeth.
Good thing I didn’t panic and call the police to report a missing vehicle. That would have been embarrassing.
How did I manage to miss a vehicle that was >>this close<< to me? I blame the Arctic cold, a super-sized furry hood, imperfect eyesight, and the fact that my dark blue car is actually white from snow and road salt. No wonder I had a hard time spotting it.
Anyway, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
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