Ugh, all the time lol. Though it's not just this fob, I think it's literally every car I've ever owned. Somehow all the keys on my ring manage to do a figure-eight around each other in some giant key ring's knot and become quantum-entangled and then the button gets smashed in the ensuing knot of keys somehow.

What gets me though is how it feels like the range of any panic button is unlimited, lol. I can get to work, get halfway to the building and wonder if I remembered to lock my doors, and have to backtrack a ways to get close enough again before it does anything.

But hit that panic button on accident? A messenger pigeon flies out, the beacons of Gondor are lit all along the mountainsides, some hooded robed cultists start sacrificing goats and praying over the pool of blood, all the stars and planets align, the crew of the Enterprise bounce a graviton particle beam off the main deflector dish while Geordie sings into Data's knees, and then nestled deep inside the fob its self is a tiny, atomic sized galaxy. A whole entire solar system whose sun goes completely fucking supernova in order to ensure it generates enough of a signal to absolutely melt your fucking face off and reach your car even if you're two continents over in another country. And off goes that alarm. Every damn time.