Funny how these stories are bringing back memoreis. Thanks, everyone, for jump-starting my brain again.
My mom O”H once stood on her tiptoes, under a chandelier, and when she came back down flat on erh feet, her shaitel stayed on the chandelier crystal on which it got caught. This happened in front of a large group of people who were at her home celebrating the silver anniversary of one of the couples present there.
Also, I once went out of the supermarket and tried my car key, only to discover I could not get the car open. I ended up setting off the alarm, when I realized to my horror thast it was NOT MY car (I am nothing if not my father’s daughter). I quickly went to look for my car (which was completely different from this one, ebcause I forgot I was not driving the minivan that day, and tried again, without success to get the door open, when I suddenly realized, this too, was not my car, and it only was identical to mine in make and model. Mine was actually a few cars down. In all fairness, I had my baby with me, and was a little distracted, but BOY, was I embarrassed. One of the workers in the store was on a break and witnessed the whole proceeedings and was laughing his fool head off!