kranky
Elite Member
My friend Don had been out whooping it up with some buddies, and came home pretty late. When he got to his townhouse complex, he pulled in his driveway and hit the garage door opener, but the door didn't open.
So he figured with a low battery in the opener, he would keep trying hoping it would have enough juice to work just one more time so he could get in the garage. This went on for about 5 minutes. Then the lights came on in the driveway, the front door opened, and his neighbor Steve came out of the door.
"Don," he yelled, pointing to the adjacent townhouse, "YOU LIVE OVER THERE!"
He had pulled into the wrong driveway and for 5 minutes had been opening and closing his garage door, generating enough noise in the attached homes to wake up his neighbor.
And his wife gave him an ear-beating also, because she was wakened by the opener motor and was in a panic thinking someone was breaking into their house when she didn't see Don's car in the driveway.
So he figured with a low battery in the opener, he would keep trying hoping it would have enough juice to work just one more time so he could get in the garage. This went on for about 5 minutes. Then the lights came on in the driveway, the front door opened, and his neighbor Steve came out of the door.
"Don," he yelled, pointing to the adjacent townhouse, "YOU LIVE OVER THERE!"
He had pulled into the wrong driveway and for 5 minutes had been opening and closing his garage door, generating enough noise in the attached homes to wake up his neighbor.
And his wife gave him an ear-beating also, because she was wakened by the opener motor and was in a panic thinking someone was breaking into their house when she didn't see Don's car in the driveway.