Or Someone’s More Sleep Deprived Than I Am

As I was about to pull out of a parking space, some old dude walks into the space between my car and the next car on my left. All right, I figure, I’ll wait until he gets out of the way until I actually back out. But then he stops and opens the driver’s side door.

“What the…?!!!!”

“Oops, sorry.”

Apparently, he had mistaken my car for his, which was on the right of mine. Sure, they’re the same color, but other than that, the shapes of the cars were different. Plus, the headlights of mine were on and I was sitting in it. Maybe this is just a wake up call that I should be even more paranoid than I am and remember to lock all the car doors once I get inside.