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bktheirregular) wrote2003-03-27 08:26 pm
bktheirregular) wrote2003-03-27 08:26 pm
Parking peeves
I go to the post office to drop off a letter and some yahoo has decided not to park in the spot by the curb that would have held the car easily.
No, they have to park in the middle of the street, blocking that parking spot and making it impossible for the people behind to pull out, pull in, or get past.
Let me re-emphasize: there was a parking spot. RIGHT THERE.
Are we a nation of morons here?
Aagh.
Close entry.
No, they have to park in the middle of the street, blocking that parking spot and making it impossible for the people behind to pull out, pull in, or get past.
Let me re-emphasize: there was a parking spot. RIGHT THERE.
Are we a nation of morons here?
Aagh.
Close entry.
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Case in point: made the mistake once of snagging the front spot in the lot of a crowded grocery store. Picture of those lots with narrow one-way aisles that gets enough traffic that makes it really hard to cheat and go up the wrong way. You know, the kind of parking lot that gets squeezed into the weirdest available space and was designed by someone who knows nothing about the laws of physics?
I'm backing out, and there's a woman waiting for my space... but she's not giving me enough space to back out and go down the aisle the CORRECT WAY. And when I turn the wheel the other way, oops, someone HAS to come down the aisle and keep me from going the wrong way.
Woman waiting for my space leans on her horn. I inch back, inch back, inch back... and dammit, between her and the SUV on one side of me, there's no way I'm going to get out the normal way. Especially with the traffic that keeps coming down the aisle. (And none of them stop to let either of us get out of this situation.)
Between the cramped space and the fact that yours truly has a blind spot the size of Texas, no one is going anywhere. Another driver sees the problem we're having, tries to talk sense into the lady. She won't budge. God forbid she move back an inch and let someone else get that coveted space. (By now, I'm considering pretending I lost my wallet in the store so I can cut the engine, get out of the car in a panic and force her to give up.)
The other driver, since she won't listen to reason, opts instead to drive up the next aisle and then block the other end of the one I'm in long enough for me to pull out the wrong way, drive up the aisle the wrong way and moves when I can get out.
The capper? As I'm backing out, I spot an empty space in the next aisle over. No one's claimed it. It's in clear view, ONE SPACE BACK from the one I've been trying to get out of for the last twenty minutes. That twit had an easy-to-reach parking space RIGHT THERE, and she insisted on wasting 20 minutes trying to get in the space I was in while blocking me from getting out.
I don't go to that grocery store anymore.
No, it's not just you. There are idiots all around me too...
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Was this lady, perchance, driving an SUV? (Not to perpetuate a stereotype here.)
(By the way, any luck battling your creativity demons?)