Good thing I don’t work at NASA…

“Would you mind grabbing my phone from the Jeep?” asks my friend Meaghan, as she’s filling out some paperwork at the permits desk.

“Sure, no problem,” I say.  I head out to the parking lot towards her white Jeep SUV.  Try the doors.  Locked.  Run back inside.

“Keys.  I’ll need the keys,” I say.

“Oh, I thought I’d left it open…  Here you go…” She hands me the keys.

“Back in a sec,” I say, running outside again. I click the unlock button.  Nothing.  The locks don’t budge.  The lights don’t flash, although there is a very muted beep-beep sound.  I click it again.  Zip. Nada. Nothing.  The passenger door doesn’t even have a key entry on its side. I walk around to the driver’s side.  The key doesn’t fit.  What the?  I click the unlock button once more – again a muted beep-beep – but no lock movement.  Maybe the batteries are low?  I shake the key fob and re-click.  Nothing.   I try the door lock again.   She must have given me the wrong keys.  This has to be the the key for her other car…

As I start back into the office, I take another glance down at the key.  No, this IS the Jeep key.  It actually has the word JEEP on it.  Weird.  I look back over my shoulder.  That’s when I notice the other Jeep.  Or rather I notice THE Jeep.  The vehicle that I’ve been trying to break into is in fact a Chrysler Aspen – a Chrysler Aspen that is almost twice the size of Meaghan’s white Jeep and is light cream in colour, not white.    Even better?  I now have to walk past the two car drivers waiting in their vehicles, parked in between the monster Chrysler and Meaghan’s actual Jeep.  I nonchalantly walk towards the Jeep and click the key fob – strangely enough,  the correct vehicle brightly flashes its lights wildly in welcome and loudly beep-beeps at me.  “WELL, HELLO STRANGER – FINALLY COMING MY WAY?”

I’m snorting with laughter as I go back inside.

“What?” asks Meaghan.

“Okay, so you know how I came back in for the keys?”

“Yeah…?

“Well, in my defense – the other SUV wasn’t there when we parked.”

She looks out the door.  “Are you kidding me?  That car is twice the size of mine, way more luxurious and not even white!”

“I think I might have temporary size, quality and colour blindness.”