Our family was about to drive somewhere by our car. We were all seated, the kids on the back seat, and me and my husband in the front. I was sitting next to the driver’s seat, he was driving. We had an old Saab where the ignition was located down between the front seats. I tried to fasten my seat belt. I was annoyed, and wondered what was the problem with the seat belt clasp. Why didn’t it fit? I tried again without succeeding, and was even more annoyed. My husband wondered: “What are you actually doing?” I had determinedly tried to attach the seat belt into the ignition switch. I had been driving the car a lot, and somehow mixed up these two acts, which both are connected to starting to drive a car.
Everyday Anomalies 