Hilarious misunderstandings...

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Have you or anyone you've known been involved in some hilarious misunderstanding? My aunt was once. It's funny in the sense that it scared the living crap out of her, NOT funny as it may have prevented the cops from responding to a real emergency. One day 30+ years ago she was driving with my cousins in the car. One of them was throwing a temper tantrum, screaming, kicking and punching the windows. The car in back of her thought it was a kidnapping and wrote down her license plate number and called the police. As soon as she pulls in her driveway, multiple cops surround her car with their guns pointed at her and yell "Get out of the car NOW with your hands up!!! She starts shaking from fear as she had NO idea what was going on. The police thought she was involved in a kidnapping, only to figure out it was really her kid. :rotfl::rotfl::rotfl:
 
Wow, what a story to tell! Sounds like everyone handled it just right though. Reporting, responding, all good - better safe than sorry!

Can't say I've EVER had a misunderstanding of that magnitude thank goodness. I've wondered when taking my elderly father with dementia if we would have an issue, but people have thankfully been very gracious. A friend of mine's elderly mother used to scream "this is not my son, help, I'm being kidnapped by the spawn of satan!" Fortunately it was pretty clear what the situation was and he looked just like her.
 
Yep. Happened when I was living in Tulsa, which has notoriously confusing street designations in the older part of the city. Streets are numbered, but the numbers are repeated sometimes with a different secondary designation. I lived on East 5th PLACE, which happened to be parallel to East 5th STREET, which was the next street over.

My apartment was part of a converted house, and was laid out along one outer wall, so that the 4 rooms were in a line from the front to back of the building. I was reading in the bedroom at the back, wearing headphones with music on. I vaguely heard a noise toward the front of the house, so I decided to go check it out and maybe get a snack in the kitchen.

So, I peeked out of the front door window just in time to see several firefighters coming right at me with a battering ram! I yanked the door open, and they fell in a pile on the LR floor. (The sound I'd heard had been them pounding on the door.) They jumped up and asked where the fire was, and I told them that AFAIK, there was no fire, so they radioed back to dispatch, and found out that they were on the wrong street. Then they all ran back outside, hopped on the truck, and drove around the block to the house that WAS on fire!

I swear it was like something out of the Keystone Kops!
 
A friend in college swore to her mom she would never join a sorority.
Her parents lived 2,500 miles away.
They came to visit, and her checkbook was sitting on the coffee table.
Her mom picks it up, and looks at the checks she has written.
She gets angry and says "you promised me you wouldn't join a sorority"
To which she tells her mom " I didn't"
Mom says "What are all these checks you wrote to Alpha Beta?"
To which she tells her mom..."That's the grocery store mom"
Her folks were there for another week. Every time they drove past an Alpha Beta Grocery store her dad would say "Hey look, there's your sorority". And every time he said that, her mom would punch him in the arm.
 


I have always said when dealing with dementia you need a sense of humor. My family "adopted" 2 elderly sisters. They had never married and had no other family so they became aunts to our kids. Dot had Alzheimer's but early stage. I got a call one morning from her and she was crying hysterically that Eleanor was dead. I found someone to watch my 3 kids and raced down to their house. Eleanor wasn't dead but had a massive stroke. I spent all day at the hospital, thankfully my husband stopped by and then went home to the kids. It became apparent that the damage from the stroke was bad so we needed a DNR signed. Unfortunately my power of attorney wasn't finalized so Dot had to sign. Around midnight, home and exhausted, I got a phone call from my priest asking why we put Eleanor to sleep. The only thing that got through to Dot was comparing Eleanor's situation to her beloved dog that we put down earlier that year. So Dot called people telling them we put Eleanor to sleep! I made a lot of phone calls the next morning. Trying to explain that Eleanor died the following year is a story that no one would believe.

Tied into Dot and Eleanor is another family favorite. My mom and I had to liquidate their assets when they went into a nursing facility. The sisters had a huge Wells Fargo type safe in the basement and we had no idea what was in it or how to open it. My brother decided he wanted the safe so we told him to take it. My brother got a group of friends together and decided to push the safe from the sisters' house to my parents house, about 4 blocks or so. A neighbor called the police reporting a break-in. It was easy to track my brother down because that safe left some huge ruts in the street. The police converged on him with guns drawn. Of course when asked what he was doing my brother replied, "Heisting a safe, what does it look like I'm doing?" He was lucky I was home and he had a badge. He still thinks it was the right answer.
 
Was going to a 2nd cousins grad party, hadn't been at their house in a few year, had my parents, my kids and the DH with us. Big fancy neighboorhood. We didn't have their address with us, we pull up to a house, stared at in, red porsche in the open garage and decided that was my cousin's house. We let ourselves in through the kitchen, with appetizers and gifts in hand...the owner of the home was sitting in the great room with her back to us and we pretty much scared the you know what out of her. After we explained why 6 people just broke into her home, we laughed and left her a dip.
 


I was just 22 or so, working a receptionist job while going to school part time. My dad was a General in the Air Force (relevant to the story) and was the base commander where he was stationed. I get a call at work one day from my mother and all she says to me is "WHAT DID YOU DO?!?!?!"

While I wasn't a complete angel, I didn't live at home and certainly hadn't done anything, especially recently, that would warrant her calling me like this so I asked her what she was talking about.

"YOU RENTED SOME GARBAGE VIDEO CALLED NIKKI'S SEX KITCHEN?!"

Completely dumbfounded, I finally got the full story out of her. Apparently I had gone to an independent video store and rented this porn video and never returned it. Since the account was opened with my military dependent ID, and military dependent IDs have their sponsors name on them, which was my father, and the phone number they gave the store was fake, they called the base to talk to my father. He cut them off and told them to call my mother as he was working. They did, and explained the situation, and she said she would call me to figure out what's going on. Which she did, and yelled at me good for it! I swore up and down that it wasn't me, and got the number of the video store so I could straighten it all out.

When I called and talked to the man in the store, he said they have a photocopy of my ID, and it certainly is my account so I needed to return the movie, pay for it or they would call the cops for theft. Since it wasn't actually me, I didn't have any extra money to pay for a stolen porn movie, and I certainly didn't want to get charged with theft of a porno, I kept insisting it wasn't mine and they had a fake ID or something. We went back and forth like this for awhile, when finally, it occurred to me to ask what the issue date on that ID was. See, when I was 18 it was legal to drink 3.2 beer in Colorado, so after my 18th birthday I went out with some friends to a 3.2 bar to drink and dance. I had gone out to dance and asked one of my friends to watch my purse, well, she left the table to go dance the next song, and someone stole my purse. I reported it to the police, and they found some of the items from my purse dumped outside the bar, but obviously my dependent ID was one of the things missing. I got a new one with a more recent issue date and went on with my life not even thinking about it.

It seems that 4 YEARS LATER someone used my stolen ID to open an account at a video store, and rent porn, then not return it. Once I explained to the video store guy that the ID he had a copy of was stolen from me 4 years ago, and I had a police report and a new ID with a more recent issue date (it wasn't valid any more, because I was over 21, but I still had the ID) and that I was more than willing to come down there and give them that information, he told me that he wouldn't hold me responsible for it.

I called my mom back and explained to her what the situation was, and we had a good relieved laugh about it. She said I was very lucky that the video store hadn't told my father what movie it was that I supposedly rented and stole or he would have killed me! Now it's kind of a family joke that the whole situation happened!
 
I'm kinda curious about Nikki's Sex Kitchen. Like, are we talking 9 1/2 weeks here? Or more like what Alexis Sky did? Or is the kitchen a metaphor?


I took one for the team and googled it...couldn’t find anything. I didn’t do a deep dive though..I don’t need those type of targeted ads for weeks on end lol
 
Not as hilarious as these, but...
When I was a teen, my grandmother lived with our family. One day after school, I got to my car and it wouldn't start. Went to the payphone and had to call collect to let my parents know I was broken down and needed a ride.
My grandmother answered and the operator asked if she would accept a collect call from Indimom. She answered " She's not home, you'll have to call back" and hung up.
I tried again and this time she got annoyed at the operator and hung up in her.
Third try I explained the entire situation to the operator and she let me talk/yell at my grandma that she needed to say "yes" and accept the charges.
That finally worked. I thought I was going to have to sleep in my car until they came looking for me.
 
I'm kinda curious about Nikki's Sex Kitchen. Like, are we talking 9 1/2 weeks here? Or more like what Alexis Sky did? Or is the kitchen a metaphor?

I have no idea whatsoever, I just know that that's one of the titles they told me. I'm guessing it was pretty hard core, this wasn't a Blockbuster. There were I think 3 movies total checked out, but that's the only one I remember.

And nope, not gonna Google it to try and find it! This was way back in the early 90s though, so it's possible it's dropped through the cracks of time.
 
I have one, but it's nowhere near as scandalous as some of these.

This was a couple years ago. It was a week or two before my annual trip to the gaming convention, GenCon. I was at work and a coworker asked me what I was doing that weekend. I told her that I needed to work on my Pokemon deck. At GenCon I always compete in at least one tournament for the Pokemon TCG so I needed to put together a deck of cards. My coworker thought I meant that I was building a deck on my house with a Pokemon theme! :rotfl2: :rotfl2::rotfl2:I had to explain that I meant a deck of cards, not a deck on my house.
 
When my son (who is in his 30's now) was probably in 5th grade he received a phone call from a Korean classmate asking my son if he could come to our house to play. My son was a bit surprised this boy called because they weren't exactly pals in class however he was happy that someone wanted to come over to play with him. We drove to the boys house to pick him up. He spent the whole afternoon at our house and stayed for dinner too. There was a bit of a language barrier and he tried to teach us some Korean however it was a pleasant time. After dinner I drove him back to his house with my son in the car. As we said goodbye to him he thanked us and then said "I had a good time, but this isn't the Ryan I thought I called." :P
 
I saw a Facebook post recently where a woman took home a sub and found a word written on the wrapper, a word for a female dog. She raced back to the store and demanded to see the manager. She threw the sandwich onto the counter and screamed Why did somebody write this!! The manager said because you ordered a B l T with CHeese?
 
I saw a Facebook post recently where a woman took home a sub and found a word written on the wrapper, a word for a female dog. She raced back to the store and demanded to see the manager. She threw the sandwich onto the counter and screamed Why did somebody write this!! The manager said because you ordered a B l T with CHeese?
I saw that one!!😂😂😂
 
When my mom and her husband were looking for a new home they told his son that they were interested in a house in a gated community. He looked a little perplexed, and said something along the lines of "not that there's anything wrong with it, but why would you want to live there?" After some back and forth of my mom and her husband explaining the benefits of the community and her husband's son not getting it, he finally said "but you're not gay." I guess "gated" sounds a little like "gay."

When I got back from a solo trip to Spain when I was in my 20s, I was raving to my mom about how every night I toured the tapas bars for my dinner, and how it was so easy to meet nice local people there for me to practice my Spanish with and who enjoyed practicing their English with me. She smiled and nodded throughout my story, but she looked at little uneasy. Finally she said something along the lines of "you really liked those places? They're ok places to eat?" She thought I'd said "topless" bars.
 
In high school one of our friends (B) was speaking with another friend (K) and mentioned that she was still unaware of K's half sister's last name. K replied "Goode" (pronounced just like the word good). B became HIGHLY offended and ranted how she'd just asked a simple question and K didn't have to be so rude. Once K had stopped laughing she explained more fully that her sister's last name was Goode and she hadn't been rude at all.
 
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