Never locked myself out of the house before but last week I had my first brain fart.
I was on my way to Daytona for the Grand Am practice for the upcoming Rolex 24.
I had my camera bag with about $12,000 worth of equipment in it with me and I almost never leave it unattended. I wanted to get a sub to put in my cooler for the track so I made an exception and left my camera bag in my locked car while I went into the grocery store to get a sub made. I always park in the same spot.
Got my sub and came out to find that my car was gone. I was already holding my breath worrying that someone would break my window and steal my bag and to find my car was gone just about put me over the edge. I was in shock. I saw one of the old guys collecting carts in the next aisle over so I started to walk over to him to ask if he saw anything unusual and out of the corner of my eye I say my car.
I go to that grocery store about 3 times a week at least and always park in the same row. This time I had parked one row farther over and didn't catch it. Came out and I was just like all those dummies that can't find their car except I thought I had lost it all. Sucks to get old
