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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Due-Syrup-7645 on 2025-11-19 03:48:11+00:00.
Yesterday I came home from work, walked to the spot where I always park, and my car was GONE. Completely vanished. No glass, no signs of towing, just gone.
I panic, call the police, file a report, the whole nine yards. I spent the entire night imagining some joyrider living their Fast & Furious dream with my 2012 beige Corolla.
This morning an officer calls me saying they found it. Relief. Pure joy. Until he clarifies where they found it.
It was parked three buildings down. In a completely legal spot. Keys still in my coat pocket. Nothing wrong. Just sitting there like a loyal dog waiting for me to get my shit together.
Here’s the kicker: the officer straight-up asked me if I had been “under the influence of anything stronger than stress.” No sir, just profound stupidity.
Now I have to go retrieve my own car while a cop watches me like I’m a toddler who wandered out of the yard.
TL;DR: Thought my car was stolen, filed police report, turns out I just forgot where I parked. Police physically witnessed my walk of shame.