Mostly OT - Amusing (to me) Hooters Story

OK, so this could be considered tangentally related to a similar
"Distracted by a hot girl" story from RSG WI. But I'll still call it
OT and hope that it generates some amusement for everyone. :)

So this morning I stop in at my friendly Arco station to get my morning
Coke. As I'm standing at the soda fountain, I hear a voice. Not one I
recognize, but the kind of voice that a sweet young thing would have.
I look over at the cash register and there is a drop dead gorgeous
little blonde thing. Based on the name tag that she was wearing I'm
assuming she worked at Hooters--the color was right. But she was
wearing this short fluffy white skirt that covered, just barely, her
ass. The top she had on didn't quite reach the waistband of the skirt
so her midriff was slightly exposed and, naturally, she was qualified
to work at Hooters.

So I turned back to filling my soda, go up to the counter and pay and
walk out. Happily I noticed that she was still pumping gas so I was
looking at her instead of where I was going. Click the alarm off on my
car as I'm walking to it and pull on the door handle. "That's funny,"
I think, "the door handle has never done that before."

Of course it hasn't.

I'm not trying to open the door to my car--a BMW M3 convertible.

I'm trying to open the door to the Chrysler Grand Caravan parked next
to my car. They look very similar, you know...

Hope you all enjoy my story of morning stupidity. :)

Bob "Thinkin' With the Wrong Head" P
Rancho Cucamonga, CA

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