banking those karma points
now i am not exactly a champion parker. i don't quite know where the edges of my car are, so i usually end up slightly askew in a space, to one side or the other, sometimes diagonal. yesterday, however, when i parked at the mall, i was dead on, and fairly proud of myself. i traipsed into the mall, committed retail atrocities, and returned to the parking lot about two hours later...
...only to find myself totally hemmed in on the driver's side. not only could i not open my door, i couldn't even get to my door. the person next to me had parked way over the yellow line. there weren't six inches between our cars.
i had to go around to the passenger side and clamber over the gearshift and center console to get into the driver's seat. and i had to fold in my mirror as i backed out, so as not to tear the mirror off the other driver's car.
did i key long, deep gouges into the offending vehicle? no. but that's not why i deserve a prize: i was raised right, after all. i am a nice person because i wrote a snarky note to leave on the windshield...
...and then i crumpled it up.
Comments
I think you should have left the note. How can that other person learn? It was your duty to help him/her onto the road of enlightenment.
Posted by: auntb | April 11, 2003 01:42 PM
well, shit, i've wasted yet another opportunity to be a shining light of inspiration and hope in a world of savage dusk.
Posted by: julie | April 12, 2003 10:40 AM