Wrong Car

on friday enroute to regionals with pleiades, one of asian teammates came to pick me up from my dorm.

so i start to walk down the stairs of the dorm, and i see her car through the window in the staircase so i stop paying attention to her and start looking at my phone and whatnot and i continue to walk out of the staircase and down towards where her car was waiting for me.

i get to where her car was, and there is a car that looks like her car, so i tap on the trunk since i have to put my bag in the back without walking around to the front first, and the trunk opens.

as i go to put my bag in the back i realize that the only things in the back are a pair of high heels and a bundt pan, which i think are relatively odd things to bring to sectionals in place of ultimate gear. but still, this for some unbeknownst reason does not register to me as too odd.

my bag tucked nicely away in the back of this car, i walk around to the passenger side, where the window is open. i have my hand on the handle and start to say into the window "Sweet heels and bundt pan..." and as i move my face down to actually look into the car for the first time, i realize that the person driving the car is not, in fact, my teammate, but a random, old asian woman.

at this point i freak out a bit and begin to apologize profusely, to which she stares at me for about a minute and then pauses for a moment to ask "did you just put something in my trunk?" a question to which i feel the need to continue to apologize more, since i just shoved my dirty ultimate gear in this random old lady's car.

i got my stuff out of her trunk to see my teammate waving at me from a parking spot a bit further down the driveway by my dorm and i was only hoping that random high-heel-owning asian woman doesn't think i am a total idiot, or a racist.

although i still dont understand why she opened her trunk for me (maybe she confused me with her asian son???) a lot of apologizing occurred and quite a few death glares where shot my way as i headed to the car i was supposed to be in (one with out high heels, bundt pans, and where the average age in the car was less than 50) and finally was off to sectionals ...