Munday on Monday: Parking lot perplexity

Returning from shopping, to lot where cars flocked,

I click the remote, but my car door stays locked.

I push it again, and a third time, in pique;

“Confounded remote!” I now curse with a shriek.

“The gizmo is broken! The battery’s dead!”

But then comes a stranger, who, walking ahead,

In nonchalant fashion now opens the door

And gets in the car; the ignition will roar;

Then out of the parking space, driving afar.

It finally dawns — why, that wasn’t my car!

Don Munday

This story was originally published May 3, 2015 at 3:43 PM with the headline "Munday on Monday: Parking lot perplexity."