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A few years ago we had organised a house sit a few months in advance. It fitted well with us all although we were due to fly in the evening before the owners departed and had arranged to spend the night with them for the handover. As it happens their travel schedule changed with them having to depart a few hours before we arrived. Fortunate for all of us we were in that part of the world at that time and were able to visit, familiarise ourselves with the corner block house with a main and side entry, meet the dog, take him for a walk and were given a spare set of keys to allow access via the side entry with the main keys to be left inside for us. All seemless and acceptable. Too easy!

On the night we were due we flew from interstate, arrived at the house by taxi and used the key to gain entry via the side door.

Our first thought was that there was no dog there to greet us.

Our second thought was the house seemed somewhat different in layout as we couldn’t locate the bedroom that we were to use. Perhaps we had entered the house the first time by the main door, not the side entry we had used this time?

Being a bit confused we went outside to orientate ourselves. Corner block? Yes. House number 10? Yes. Then we checked the street name and realised we were in the wrong street. How did we get it so wrong and not realise it when the taxi dropped us off?

We exited the house, locked it up and walked to the next parallel street with our luggage and found our ‘correct’ house.

The key worked here as well. There was a beautiful black Labrador waiting for us. Our bedroom was easily located and ready for us. A welcome pack had been left for us.

We felt really bad about entering someone else’s house however what was the coincidence that the key worked?. We were extremely fortunate that the owner of the other home was not home at that time (it was about 10:15pm) and that we felt something was not quite right and didn’t settle in, unpack, shower and go to bed.

Next morning we walked back to the ‘wrong’ house, knocked on the door to be greeted by the owner. We explained what had happened just in case they had received reports of movements in their property or felt when they arrived home something was not quite right (not that we had touched or done anything).

We did all have a laugh about it. I think those owners quickly changed their locks!

Any one had any similar experiences?

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A couple of days after we got home recently from Europe, after a very long haul flight to Australia, I was still feeling a bit disconnected. We’d been away for three and a half months, moving around alot and our apartment didn’t quite feel like home yet. I was also a bit sleep deprived as my brain wasn’t in the correct time zone yet.

We live on level 1 and when I came out of the lift on my floor I noticed some new wall art and thought that was a nice change. I put the key in my door lock and it wouldn’t turn. I jiggled the door, nothing. Thinking the lock had failed, I knocked on the door to get my husband’s attention, no answer. I was really perlexed, then I looked at the number on the door… I was on level 3 instead of level 1 :woman_facepalming:

Thankfully no one was at home when I knocked on the door! :rofl:

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That is just a wild story. I have to ask what country this occurred in. I’m thinking it wasn’t the United States.

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What are the chances!!! I mean, not only the same key but a house in a similar position to the other and mistaken by the taxi driver!
Didn’t you think of buying a lottery ticket?
I think you took it very well, I would have been terrified just at the thought of what could have happened.

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That’s a strange story! Did the homeowners or the other couple have any idea why the key worked at both their houses? Really curious!

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In Australia.

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No lottery ticket thought of at all. Just grateful that we had not started to make ourselves at home, no one was at home and there wasn’t an alarm on the property.

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It’s pretty unusual that that was the case however it must happen and you just need the link to join it together. We just happened to be that link on that night and our taxi driver was also an integral part of that link.

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Glad it unfolded into a good story.

That could’ve turned out to be a dangerous situation say if the residents were there and thought you were burglars.

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Yes Maggie, I agree. It would have taken a bit of explaining.

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It wasn’t a case of mistaken house but mistaken car. Back in the olden days before electronic key clickers I used my key to open the car door, hopped in and tried to start it, it wouldn’t go into the ignition. Then I was thinking, “Whys my seat so far back?” I look around the car and realise with great shame it wasn’t mine. I hopped out, and found mine a few parking spaces down. I was mortified.

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A version of that’s happened with me and rental cars. They often have ones that are similar and say if you attend a conference then there are loads of out of towners with rentals.

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My parents borrowed a friends car once. After shopping they got back in the car and started to drive home. They were listening to the radio and after a bit relised the car they borrowed didn’t have one. They drove back to the store and the owner was just getting ready to call the police. They all had a laugh as well.

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