Have you ever mistaken someone else for your own car?

Not yet but generally speaking my cars have always had something to make them different i.e wheel colour.
 
Oh yes, something i like to remind my partners dad of quite frequently.

She'd gone with him to Halfords to get a new set of front wiper blades, gone back out to the car park to swap them over (she drives a silver Yaris so quite a common car/colour). Anyway he'd swapped the wiper blades over and both went to get in the car and realised it wouldn't open. Queue a few seconds before realising that her car was another 2 rows back!!

He had to very quickly swap them back over incase the owner eventually came out and would have assumed he was just stealing his wiper blades. :D :D

I never let him forget that one.
 
First time was sat doing a favour to pickup a friend in the pouring rain from the train, and some random hops in the back.
Him "Can you take me to..."
Me "Sorry mate, this aint a cab"
Him "Then why are you parked here??"
Me "To pick up that guy there behind you!"​
I got no idea if I was in the taxi queue or not.

Second time, I was paying for petrol leaving wife and kid in the car, and some random jumps in the back carrying snacks and drinks.
Takes one look around the car, realises his mistake and jumps straight back out.
Much to the hilarity of an identical blue mondeo parked one pump over, with a car full of friends all laughing and pointing.
 
Did with my insight and totally freaked out when I saw the stoved in door... then realised it wasn’t mine. Relief!

Pretty rare for same colour in the same work car park when only 200 are in the UK.

:D :D hahaha, kind of that moment of getting a mini heart attack, before then realising.
 
I worried about doing this when I had my silver Polo because it was as common as muck, but I just glanced at the numberplate to make sure before attempting to board. :p
 
Years ago in my Silver Sierra Sapphire I got into it at the petrol station and the ignition key wouldn't work, then I noticed the interior was newer and cleaner than mine. My car was sitting in the next row of pumps and a guy was laughing at me from the kiosk :(.
 
Pretty hard to mix up a car and human, eh OP?

I dunno, I accidentally got inside this girl at the petrol station once, turns out my car was actually next to a pump in front of the building I was behind. No idea how that happened.
 
Did it a couple of times myself when I had a silver Focus.

What's weirder is when I had my 156, people mistook me for a taxi an odd amount. Like a poster above, I was collecting a friend at the train station and someone got in the back:

Random bloke: "Hi, can you take me to X?"
Me: "Err, I'm not a taxi mate."
RB: "Oh, you look like one."
M: "No sorry, waiting for a friend"
He then sits there awkwardly for about 10 seconds, as if he's waiting for me to change my mind and suddenly take him to his destination for some money.

Another time I had a lady flag me down from a bus stop, thought she might need help so I stopped and rolled down the window, she ignores that and just jumps straight in the back:
Lady: "X please"
Me: "Oh sorry, I'm not a taxi"
Lady: "Then why you stop?!"
Me: "I thought you needed help"
Lady: "No, can you take me anyway?"
Me: "No sorry, I just live round the corner"
She then gets out huffing and puffing. I had to check my car after that to see if I'd somehow missed buying a taxi.

And I'm still yet to see someone using an Alfa as a taxi.
 
I had some old dude get in my car once. No idea if he thought I was a taxi or not. I gave him a lift a coupla miles down the road.
 
Mrs went shopping at tesco, rang me to tell me the car would not start. Went and met her and seen straight away she was sat in someone elses Fiesta. That's your problem love.
 
I took two "Lady Friends" to Cinderella's nightclub (Northampton). When we came out the multi-story car park was so dark you literally couldn't make out what car from what.
We a;; went along row by row "feeling the shape" of the front of the bonnets looking for a Capri.
We found one and we got in it.
I immediately thought "I don't remember sliding the seat back" (I'm a short-arse.)
Put the key in and started it up and that's when the penny dropped. It only had half an engine. Mine was a 3.0s and this felt like a 1.6s.
Got out and found mine a few rows back.
 
More info needed. :p

Not much more to it. I was in slow traffic on a high street (coming north back into Streatham, London). This old dude with a stick just got in my passenger seat and asked if I could give him a lift up the road. We had a chat and I dropped him off. I was going that way anyway.

Think he might have been a bit senile. I don't think he thought I was a taxi, but I was driving a battered old black Mondeo. Though I was in a suit. And he got in the front.

Gave me a bit of a shock to begin with but as soon as I realised he was harmless it was okay.
 
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