My dad'* aunt died Wednesday and we had the funeral today. Everybody couldn't fit in 1 car, so my mom and my brothers rode in the Chrysler, and me and my dad took the Pontiac. After the service and stuff, we were leaving the funeral home going to the cemetary. I asked my dad "Is there gonna be a procession, do I need to drive around back?". He said "No, just drive to the cemetary". So I pull out and we're driving back in front of the funeral home, and there'* the procession pulling out.
So, we get to the cemetary b4 everyone else, and my dad told me to just drive up the driveway a little bit and park (the driveway is circular). So I drive up the driveway, and park with enough room for everyone to fit behind me. We stood around for a few minutes, and saw the procession come up the road, and what do they do but drive the opposite way that I came in. So here is a big purple car sitting backwards in a line of white/black/silver cars.
I felt like a total idiot, twice today.