Race for the not so prime parking
It always seems that I encounter entertaining situations on a regular basis. Some would say the frequency of these situations is rather abnormal… that I must create them or make them up. Unfortunatly for me, I don’t; but, I do like to share them with all you guys out there.
I was planning on making some pizza this past Tuesday when I discovered that I didn’t have enough flower. So I hopped in my car and drove those 2 long blocks to the Extra Foods. Right around 6 oclock the place gets rather busy, so I was suprised to find some nearly prime parking on the far side of the parking lot. Pull through to boot!
As I’m just about 80% into my parking spot a crazy lady nearly drives into my car. She appeared to want to park in the very spot I was in. This… was perplexing, since I was already IN the parking spot. She was making all sorts of chimp guegsurters as me. I think she wanted me to move my car so she could park in this glorious spot. I kinda shook my head and shrugged. At this point she rolls her window down and starts yelling, but I can’t hear her over the loud noise of Daft Punk.
So I park the car and get out. Here’s what she’s yelling about: “This is my parking spot. I saw it when I got here. Move your *bleeping* car. You a fucking asshole. Move your car!” etc and so forth. I stop and turn to face her and say, “This is neither of our parking spot. It is simply on loan to who ever comes here to use this mall. As for your claim to dibs, there are no dibs. Not to mention there is a parking spot right next to you that is 5 feet closer than the one I’m in. You’ve successfully shown that you are the asshole in this situation by persisting to waste both of time. Have a great day.” At which point I walk to Extra foods and buy my bag of flower… mmm. She didn’t say anything after that calmly stated truth, which is good, since I probably would of freaked if she did.
On a side note, turns out we had lots of flower and I just didn’t think to look in the peanut butter container. Oh well.
