Profpointy
Legendary Member
I locked myself out of my '68 Cortina - no worries, my girlfriend's yale front door key opened it just fine
Setting new standards in stupidity
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I locked myself out of my '68 Cortina - no worries, my girlfriend's yale front door key opened it just fine
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User482
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I once locked us out of my dad's Cortina - he broke into it with a coathanger.
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User33236
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My ex father in law was visiting one day and remembered he had left something in his car so picked up the keys off the coffee table and headed out. Came back in a minute or so later with the said item and placed the keys back on the table. It was at that point he noticed the Peugeot key-ring, strange as he drove a Renault.
Turned out my keys for a 306 would lock and unlock his Megane whilst his keys didn't work on mine. The key even turned in the engine but wouldn't start due to the transponder not being right. Over the course of the next coupld of months I found my key worked on a number of other Renaults and Peugeots but theirs didn't work on mine.
Turned out my keys for a 306 would lock and unlock his Megane whilst his keys didn't work on mine. The key even turned in the engine but wouldn't start due to the transponder not being right. Over the course of the next coupld of months I found my key worked on a number of other Renaults and Peugeots but theirs didn't work on mine.
I bought a MK1 Golf once for spare parts but the owner had lost the keys.
Keys to my own Golf wouldn't fit.
I got the door open in about 5 seconds with a bit of wire but spent about 2 hours with a hammer and chisel removing the steering lock so I could tow it. I am perfectly aware that car thieves could steal cars of this era in a few seconds which just goes to prove the old adage that a lock only keeps out honest people.
Keys to my own Golf wouldn't fit.
I got the door open in about 5 seconds with a bit of wire but spent about 2 hours with a hammer and chisel removing the steering lock so I could tow it. I am perfectly aware that car thieves could steal cars of this era in a few seconds which just goes to prove the old adage that a lock only keeps out honest people.
Spinney
Bimbleur extraordinaire
- Location
- Back up north
Going back to general stupidity (as opposed to car key sagas), I was driving south on Friday night and stopped at Hilton Park services to buy a cuppa and a sarnie. Greggs/M&S are my sandwich providers of choice. Bought my food and drink, and walked out into the car park, turned right.
No car where I expected it to be. But I also had a memory of having parked up against a divider with trees and the odd bush in it. Funny, this car park doesn't seem to have those either.
Maybe I didn't remember where I parked it...but this looks like the entrance to the service station I drew up at. Car park looks the same (apart from the lack of a divider with trees).
Cue 5 minutes of me wandering the car park, wondering whether I should be looking for my marbles as well as my car, and wondering how I was going to get home if the car had been nicked, whether there was a copper on site to report it to, did they have CCTV covering the car park...
Then it dawned on me. Greggs/M&S are on the northbound side. I'd walked across the bridge to get my nosh, but then had left the building through the nearest exit.
Slinks back across the bridge and straight to car, still tidily parked where I'd left it. Very, very thankful that I'd not got as far as trying to report the thing stolen!
But it was a bit frightening in a way - the weird feeling that this was the service station I'd just gone into, but somehow the car park wasn't the same, and was this the first sign of the mental rot really setting in...
No car where I expected it to be. But I also had a memory of having parked up against a divider with trees and the odd bush in it. Funny, this car park doesn't seem to have those either.
Maybe I didn't remember where I parked it...but this looks like the entrance to the service station I drew up at. Car park looks the same (apart from the lack of a divider with trees).
Cue 5 minutes of me wandering the car park, wondering whether I should be looking for my marbles as well as my car, and wondering how I was going to get home if the car had been nicked, whether there was a copper on site to report it to, did they have CCTV covering the car park...
Then it dawned on me. Greggs/M&S are on the northbound side. I'd walked across the bridge to get my nosh, but then had left the building through the nearest exit.
Slinks back across the bridge and straight to car, still tidily parked where I'd left it. Very, very thankful that I'd not got as far as trying to report the thing stolen!
But it was a bit frightening in a way - the weird feeling that this was the service station I'd just gone into, but somehow the car park wasn't the same, and was this the first sign of the mental rot really setting in...
ArDee
Guru
- Location
- North of Buntingford, Hetfordshire
Slight stupidity - I was travelling on business to Scotland - can’t remember if it was Glasgow or Edinburgh; but, when I got off the plane I went to pick up the hire car. Once I had the keys the lady behind the counter tried to explain where the car was parked. Well I couldn’t understand her accent; she might as well been speaking a foreign language. After asking her to repeat what she’d said the sixth time, I at least understood that I walked down the terminal turned left out of the double doors and across the car park. But where the car was parked in the car park I had no idea. I ended up wondering round the car park for about half an hour pushing the key button to unlock the car until one car beeped in response, I got in and drove off - as I wasn't arrested for grand theft auto in Scotland i can only assume I'd selected the correct car.
ArDee
Guru
- Location
- North of Buntingford, Hetfordshire
Also I picked up a hire car at Barcelona. It was an Audi A8 – I only ever got it started by accident. I never did work out the correct combination of gear, foot brake, clutch pedal and hand brake position to get the car started!
Oh and whilst I’m asking for other cases to be taken into account - a colleague and I picked a hire car up from an airport for a 200 km drive to a site. During the drive to the site and the drive back - we couldn’t work out how to turn the radio on!
Oh and whilst I’m asking for other cases to be taken into account - a colleague and I picked a hire car up from an airport for a 200 km drive to a site. During the drive to the site and the drive back - we couldn’t work out how to turn the radio on!
- Location
- the post-brexit wasteland
as a young man (early 20s) still living at home, i thought i'd misplaced my key (for an expensive abloy lock). my parents changed the locks at some expense before i found it in my pocket...
0lonerider
Veteran
- Location
- tyneside
i called at a mates one morning and found his front door open? so i shouts upstairs and went in to find me mate asleep on the sofa stinkin of beer!
i woke him up telling him his door was left open but his bike was still in the hallway! he jumped up askin if his car was ok? what car i asked theres nowt parked outside?
he looked then phoned the police given his details ect then slammed the phone down sayn shoot what have i done! i said calmdown they will soon find it!
its not that he said? i just rememberd he said?? i left it at a pub carpark last night! oops
i woke him up telling him his door was left open but his bike was still in the hallway! he jumped up askin if his car was ok? what car i asked theres nowt parked outside?
he looked then phoned the police given his details ect then slammed the phone down sayn shoot what have i done! i said calmdown they will soon find it!
its not that he said? i just rememberd he said?? i left it at a pub carpark last night! oops
Julia9054
Guru
- Location
- Knaresborough
I have just retrieved my car keys from the washing machine. The car won't start. I have no spare. Currently trying to dry them out in a bowl of rice. Hope it works.
Joshua Plumtree
Approaching perfection from a distance.
Hired a van to transport my bike to the Norwich 100 last year.
Arrived at the ticket barrier in the multi-story car park and suddenly discovered that I didn't know where the buttons for the electric window were. I'd also parked too close to the ticket machine to be able to open the car door slightly and reach around.
After a few minutes of desperate fumbling and, still none the wiser, I decided to reverse a little so that I could get out of the car and pull out a ticket from the machine.
This I did. Problem was, I'd also reversed the car back off the sensor thingy and the barrier wouldn't raise!
So I jumped back in the car and drove forward; at which point another ticket emerged from the machine, but the barrier remained stubbornly horizontal.
At this point I realised that I'd inadvertently stumbled across a flaw in that particular system!
With an ever growing queue of traffic behind me, containing, for the most part, fellow cyclists looking for an early start, I again had to reverse the car.
Only this time I pressed the little intercom button on the machine and said something like: " Er...'cuse me. Got me ticket but ..........etc, etc!"
The barrier was raised and I speed off at high speed in search of the remotest part of the car park I could find!
Can't actually remember how I got out again ( too tired after the 100 miles), but I'm assuming that I did eventually find the electric window switch!
Arrived at the ticket barrier in the multi-story car park and suddenly discovered that I didn't know where the buttons for the electric window were. I'd also parked too close to the ticket machine to be able to open the car door slightly and reach around.
After a few minutes of desperate fumbling and, still none the wiser, I decided to reverse a little so that I could get out of the car and pull out a ticket from the machine.
This I did. Problem was, I'd also reversed the car back off the sensor thingy and the barrier wouldn't raise!
So I jumped back in the car and drove forward; at which point another ticket emerged from the machine, but the barrier remained stubbornly horizontal.
At this point I realised that I'd inadvertently stumbled across a flaw in that particular system!
With an ever growing queue of traffic behind me, containing, for the most part, fellow cyclists looking for an early start, I again had to reverse the car.
Only this time I pressed the little intercom button on the machine and said something like: " Er...'cuse me. Got me ticket but ..........etc, etc!"
The barrier was raised and I speed off at high speed in search of the remotest part of the car park I could find!
Can't actually remember how I got out again ( too tired after the 100 miles), but I'm assuming that I did eventually find the electric window switch!
Jenkins
Legendary Member
- Location
- Felixstowe
Overheard in the car park at Milton Keynes Bowl quite a few years ago "Just how many red Escorts are there" in an exasperated tone. Obviously somebody had forgotten to note which zone they had parked in.
Julia9054
Guru
- Location
- Knaresborough
Update. It worked. Phew!!!
up hill struggle
Well-Known Member
- Location
- newtownards, county down
brother in law decided a while back to lay flooring in his attic, sister said to him when the wood was finished if he was going to get another 1-2 packs to finish it all instead of leaving a section un floored, he response with "nah, we got loads of space to walk around & I'll remember about that corner" about 2 weeks later in informed that he put his foot & leg through the attic floor & into the bedroom below, apparently he slipped & fell onto the un floored section but sister was standing behind him said he just walked onto un floored part which then gave way.
