My brain tries too hard sometimes
On the way home from work today, I dropped by the store to pick up some shampoo and an ice scraper. (I really must cut my hair again; I am going through an absurd amount of shampoo.)
Anyway, I pulled into a space, put the car into park, and went to reach for my iPod when suddenly the car started going forward. I slammed on the brakes and thought something along the lines of "I'm in neutral, I am going to hit the car in front of me, why aren't I stopping?," only with a whole lot more panicked cursing.
This lasted until I realized that a) my car was in park and b) the car next to me was pulling out.
Today's panic attack brought to you by: relative motion!
I bought chocolate.