After driving around aimlessly for hours in a crowded parking lot looking for a parking spot, I got rushes of adrenaline when I finally found an open space. You know the feeling—Oh, JOY!!
But as you can see, I’m not even close to being in line with the car next to me. Why? Because someone thought their car deserved two spaces all to itself! They were parked crooked, too. So even though I made an attempt to wedge in there, I just couldn’t make it.
Sooooooo, now I’m not a happy camper because this was clearly uncalled for and I’m tired of driving around in circles for a parking space.
I don’t know why people insist on making me reach into my glove box for my pad of yellow parking tickets. Oh, trust me, I’m not leaving until one of these is plastered onto their windshield. I don’t have ANY problem standing behind their car while I fill out the paperwork.
And I DO take the time to fill out all the necessary blocks of information—the time of violation, the make, model, and license number of said car—just so there’s no mistaking who I’m clearly irritated with!!
I know it freaks people out as they’re walking to their cars and can see a yellow ticket face-down on their windshields—or even better—as they’re starting to drive off. Then to have to pull over and pull it off. (Insert evil laugh here.)
So if you see one of these yellow bad boys on your car windshield under the wiper blade, YEAH, IT WAS ME!!! If I had to resort to these measures, you can believe I was ticked off with your lack of regard for other drivers—like your car is SO special!!
So, if you have nothing else to do today, let’s see if we can’t try to keep our cars within the lines of the one space we’re allotted per vehicle, shall we?
Take-Away Life Lesson: It’s not much different from coloring within the lines when you were a child, people.
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