He could not find his car

A few days ago, a neighbor called us to inform us that a car was stolen. It belonged to a Caldwell banker guy who had parked it outside the neighbor's house whilst he was distributing some pamphlets around the neighborhood. He got back to where he parked it and found his car missing.
Thinking that someone had stolen his car, he called the police, made a report and the police gave him a ride home.
Today, said neighbor got a lengthy voicemail from this guy explaining how he had found his car. Apparently he had mistakenly thought his car was still parked outside said neighbor's house but he had forgotten he had driven it and parked it a few blocks down when he was distributing those pamphlets.
Neighbor said this guy was old. We think he probably had an alzheimer's moment.

I may not be that old but I do get an alzheimer's moment when I visit 4 shopping malls in one day. Usually after the third mall, I forget where I had parked my car because I get confused with where I had parked it at the first or second mall. This happened a few times when I am shopping in Malaysia. The parking deck at the malls are located in two or three separate levels and go for miles. If you come off a different elevator or escalator, you'll find yourself in a totally different wing of the parking deck. Good luck in finding your car then. Fun times. Thank God for LRTs.

So, I can relate to this guy. He was probably distributing pamphlets all day in different neighborhoods. Or maybe I am just getting old.