A misadventure at the Piggy Wiggly. Better known as a Senior Moment.

Have you ever sent a text to the wrong person? Yesterday I text work telling them that I should be home about six and is there any provision that we need that I could stop off and buy, on the way. A text came back: "We are getting low on coffee, "dear." They have heard me calling the lady dear when I have been on the phone to her.
It got me wondering if anyone has ever sent a derogatory text the wrong way.
 

horseless carriage said:
Have you ever sent a text to the wrong person? Yesterday I text work telling them that I should be home about six and is there any provision that we need that I could stop off and buy, on the way. A text came back: "We are getting low on coffee, "dear." They have heard me calling the lady dear when I have been on the phone to her.
It got me wondering if anyone has ever sent a derogatory text the wrong way.
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HA !!! ... well, one feature I've always wished email had ... A Cancel Sent Message button. Once Send, there's no going back :oops:
 
Veronica said:
After a tiring grocery shopping episode and loading up my booty in the minivan I went to put away the cart. When I came back I couldnt get in my car. I jabbed my car fob a few times and thought about kicking my car. Recalcitrant beast. I thought oh crap Im going to have to call AAA. Woe is me. And I dont have anybody to complain to.

And then I looked inside and realized this is NOT my car. I skulked to the next car over and made my get away. Good thing I didnt kick it.

Tell me about your senior moment.
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The same thing happened to me but that was in 1968 and I was only 21!
 
At the stores I go to regularly I park in the same area. If I’m in a parking garage I take a picture of the floor, row, etc. I have lost my car before 🤣.

My car is a silver Toyota Corolla and everyone has one. I put a unique bumper sticker on it so I can tell which car is mine. I can also look for the dog car seat in the back. I only have a key and not a remote so can’t use the unlock or honk method like some can.
 
Aunt Bea said:
My latest senior moment.

I’ve been doing some sifting and consolidating lately.

This morning I tossed the soiled dish towels in the laundry basket intending to replace them with fresh towels.

I’ve tossed the joint and I can’t find my stash of clean dish towels. 😉🤭😂

I may be the victim of a towel bandit. 🤔

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Mystery solved.

When I sorted through my dish towels and threw out the worst of them I apparently tossed all of the others into the laundry basket and covered them with additional laundry!

Peace and tranquillity has been restored to my little world. 😉🤭😂
 
Teacher Terry said:
At the stores I go to regularly I park in the same area. If I’m in a parking garage I take a picture of the floor, row, etc. I have lost my car before 🤣.

My car is a silver Toyota Corolla and everyone has one. I put a unique bumper sticker on it so I can tell which car is mine. I can also look for the dog car seat in the back. I only have a key and not a remote so can’t use the unlock or honk method like some can.
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I wish mine had a key. A fob is convenient but I prefer a key for safety reasons. With a key if an ax murder approaches you in the parking lot you can chose to not to unlock your car and toss your keys across the lot. With a fob it if the fob is on your person it automatically unlocks your car when you get close. Yes I know Im paranoid. I like to be prepared. :D
 
Just had a senior moment a little bit ago. I had put some water on the stove to boil. Wanted to make a small bowl of buttered pasta as kind of a brunch. Came back to my seat, had a text conversation with a friend then went back to check progress. I had NEVER turned on the burner. Oh well....:eek:
 
My hubs is extremely absent minded. Just the other day he'd left for work and I was getting up for the day. I had slept in, so imagine my dismay to come downstairs to find that the back door was standing wide open! Another time he left the car and house keys sticking in the back door lock. I call him my absent minded professor, lol.
 
OK, here's an embarrassing story and I wasn't even THAT old at the time.

I had taken my nephew to Universal Studios for his birthday. We parked in the garage and I made sure to write the name of the level I "thought" we were on.....Jurassic. Several hours later, we come out and there aren't that many cars left but I CANNOT find my car on the Jurassic level. We look and look and look and I'm getting upset.

So I go over to one of the courtesy phones and call for help. A guy comes in a golfcart and I explain that I can't find the car and I JUST KNOW we parked on Jurassic. He asked me what time we arrived and I was able to give him the exact time.

He pulls a paper out of his back pocket and said, OK, at 10:15 you would have parked in rows 3 or 4 of Paleolithic, one floor down. I asked him how he knew and he said, "Ma'am, we have at least 100 people a day who can't find their cars and if they can tell me when they got here, I can tell them exactly where they're parked." He loaded us into the golf cart and delivered us to the car. I thanked him and off he went.

I try to start the car. It's dead and won't turn over. So it's back to a courtesy phone and, sure 'nuff, the same guy shows up. I was embarrassed. He jumped the car, it started, I thanked him again and said I hope I don't ever have to call him again. He said that's his job.
 
Piggly Wiggly! They're still around? I remember as a child in Florida in the early 1960's, going there several times a month with my family to get groceries. Although the local store that we went to, changed it's name to Greater Gator, for whatever reason. Maybe someone bought it.
 
Veronica said:
And then I looked inside and realized this is NOT my car. I skulked to the next car over and made my get away. Good thing I didnt kick it.
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Don't worry about it. I did that when I was 25. But two years ago, an employee at Lowes was helping me carry out and load building materials into my pickup, but I couldn't find my pickup. I knew the row I parked in, but couldn't find it. I walked up and down the row a couple of times, and then started looking into the windows until I recognized my stuff on the seat. Sure enough that was my pickup.

I told the employee that I couldn't recognize my truck because I just washed it, although I hadn't washed it in 3 months. It did look cleaner than I remembered it. Maybe it got rained on or something. These things happen.
 
Last night I got a call from a neighbor who asked me if I would like to join them for dinner tomorrow night. I was surprised by the offer and accepted, but was still wondering what was up after I put the phone down. Then I figured out that tomorrow must be Thanksgiving. I checked the calendar on my computer. Yep, the last Thursday in November. Then it all made sense.
 
accidently called my cousin,she seemed happy I called so I did not tell her I accidently called.she is a nice person and an extrovert.i have a hard time talking in person and worse on the phone.still don't know how I did it.i miss my old clam shell no frills phone.
 

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