It has taken me forever to memorize the old one. Now I have to begin again. My old one was LCO AKA Loco or that's what I called it. The one before was OldWildCrazy. Easy ones to check before you climb in the car. I am now labeled WGM. WildGooseMadame? WoefullyGoneMental?
I have to remember the number. Why? Well, I don't have a modern car that honks and flashes lights and yells, "Here I am, idiot, right where you parked me!!! So I have to REMEMBER where I'm parked. My car is very ordinary and blends well.
Do you know how many cars look like mine when I go to Walmart? Just about a bazillion!
It's good that I am familiar with map reading because that has enabled me to develop my Park Find Fail Proof System or some days known as Park Fool Forget Pray Search. I not only have a number but also a letter from the front of the store.like M (under Walmart or the m in pharmacy) 3 (the row number) is my location which I sometimes write down if it's gonna be a long time inside.
I have no idea what my problem with relocating my vehicle is but it exists and plagues me constantly. Even when riding with Hubby I have climbed into the wrong black truck! Thank goodness most people know me so they don't shoot.
Once when in the state capital I came out to my car (yep, MY CAR!) and was upset and ranting about how someone had mashed the side in...wasn't my car. I figured that out when my key wouldn't open it. Two rows over was my car still in fine shape.
I hang large items on my mirrors so I can peek in and not totally embarrass myself by not choosing MY CAR. I have stickers on my windows. I never wash it...all things which should help me with my car finding deficit.
I will say the Walmart Associates are very helpful. On a day when I had postponed shopping until I could no longer scratch one more meal out of the kitchen, was using dish washing liquid for shampoo and laundry soap I had to go.
My cart packing is famous. I use pizzas for side boards and I can pack that baby high and safe. The only problem with that is when they put it in sacks, the items no longer pack that well. So I'm through with TWO carts...did I mention I detest shopping? I make it out the big automated doors with no alarms going off and I stop. I stand scanning the parking lot because this was before I had my brilliant numbers system in place. A very helpful associate ask if he could assist. I answer, Trying to remember where I left my car.
A very serious elderly associate asks, "Ma'am, do you remember what COLOR your car is?"
I did not dignify that with a answer. I thanked him and confidently strolled into the huge parking lot as if I knew where my car was.
I must trade cars!!! I think it will be hot pink with purple stripes and flags on the antenna. When I do that you know there will be a bazillion just like my new car, too!