In a hurry, I followed behind (multiple) you(s) in the giant parking lot with little to no traffic.
You drove a bit past the parking space and then stopped.
Your car shimmied some as it reversed into the parking space.
A little too far to the left, so you pulled forward and backed in again, this time a little too far to the right.
During the third back in, I slipped behind you shaking my head and pulled (front first) into the parking spot a few spaces down.
After collecting my things, I locked the door and walked towards the entrance, passing you on the way.
You were still backing in your car, and I wondered why the f@$% you didn’t just park forward like a regular person.
This post is in response to Mama Kat’s prompt, “Do a post in 8 lines.”