The other night, I was cruising home from a friend's house when I decided I was going to stop by my second job and visit with my friends there for a bit. Since it was 8:30pm, it was dark outside. After we all had a good chat, I left. I walked out the door, got into my car, threw my crap on the passenger seat and went to go start my car.
That's when I heard the growling coming from the backseat. Like I movie, I turned around in slow motion and found myself face to face with a pit bull.
I never moved so quickly in my life. I grabbed my shit and jumped out of the vehicle, not quite sure what was going on. Then, I looked over and saw my car. Yup, that's right. I had gotten into the wrong car and didn't even realize it until a pit bull almost ripped my face off.
Now, in my defense, the car I got into was identical to mine. I own a black Chevy Cobalt. This stranger also had a black Chevy Cobalt.
My question to you is this: Has anyone else other than me ever had this happen? It can't be such an uncommon occurrence with all the similar looking cars out there.
That's when I heard the growling coming from the backseat. Like I movie, I turned around in slow motion and found myself face to face with a pit bull.
I never moved so quickly in my life. I grabbed my shit and jumped out of the vehicle, not quite sure what was going on. Then, I looked over and saw my car. Yup, that's right. I had gotten into the wrong car and didn't even realize it until a pit bull almost ripped my face off.
Now, in my defense, the car I got into was identical to mine. I own a black Chevy Cobalt. This stranger also had a black Chevy Cobalt.
My question to you is this: Has anyone else other than me ever had this happen? It can't be such an uncommon occurrence with all the similar looking cars out there.




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