Tuesday, December 2, 2008
The other day I was driving around trying to find a parking spot somewhat close to the door as it is snowing and I have 2 kids....not to forget that I will soon have two kids plus groceries. I pull around the corner and my heart leaps to the sky....Am I actually going to be one of those people who gets the close spot right next to the handicap spots? I wheel around to make a wide turn (yes, I have a van) into the spot and....what?!?....another car has stolen my excitement and turned it into fiery anger.
Why oh why, stupid short compact cars, do taunt me by not being visible? Everytime I wanna say "Yes! Things are comin' up Rach....awesome to be me right now!" my dreams turn into torment as my illusions of good luck reveal a bitter reality. Sorry Rach, you will have to park in Row Z, spot 14.
So, if you are the owner of such vehicles....do the world a favor and don't pull up so far when you park! Then you won't have guilt of ripping away the joy of finding a great spot from other unsuspecting drivers. Thank you, that is all.