Get a load of this:
Numbnuttery.
What was funny is it sounded like someone was walking up behind me, so I turned around and saw the truck rolling away. Took a minute to digest what my eyes were telling me.
First dumbshit thing is that I’ve been dealing with this wonky shifter for months. When it was warm, I couldn’t be bothered to remove the dash panel and size up the shifter. Underneath, at the transmission, it’s tight. I even bought a new neutral safety switch, thinking that the reason the thing wouldn’t crank from time to time was the switch and not that the shifter wasn’t engaging park.
Second is, knowing this, I didn’t double check, nor did I use the parking brake.
Meh. I’m old. Senior moment.
As an aside, I love this truck. The V10 is buttery smooth with gobs of power and torque. It’s happy as hell rolling down the highway at 75-80 all day long. You don’t really get bothered by other drivers when you are sitting behind a few tons of steel.
Inspected By Pat 
Ah that we can laugh at ourselves… Had a similar instance many years ago. Came home late one evening after a long evening shift. A very light dusting of snow on the ground. Pulled in to the driveway, went in side, settled down with a beverage.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!! as ONLY the Constabulary can do…. I’m like HUH? 12:00 midnight whaton earth??? Open the door and yes, Mr. Police Officer is there and I see behind him, BRILLIANTLY illuminated in his headlights, my 71 Bonneville parked precisely perpendicular to the centerline across the road.
“That your car, Sir?”…. he asks me…
Yes it IS, Sir, but that is NOT where I left it. (as was apparent by the _slide_ marks in the snow on the driveway).
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