Sunday, May 31, 2015

The Parking Lot

This afternoon, I met a friend at the movies.  After it was over, we walked back to our cars and said our goodbyes.  That's when I noticed the car parked VERY CLOSE to my brand new car.  Right away  I checked the driver's side door because I figured as close as this car was, inevitably there'd be a ding.  Thankfully, there wasn't, but when I tried to open my car door it would only open about 6 inches before hitting the other car' passenger's side.
 I tried a couple of times to shimmy myself inside without any luck.  As much as I wanted to open the car door into the side of their car a few hundred times, I walked back around to the other side, prepared to crawl across the seats from the passenger side.  Before I did so, I was inspired to dig through my purse and find the small notebook I keep inside.  I tore out a page and scribbled a note to the driver of the other car.
"You parked too close to my car.  How inconsiderate!  Jerk! - The person who had to climb through the passenger's side"
I then clamored my way from one side of the car to the other.  It was about 100 degrees out today and the car was sweltering inside.  I was sweating by the time I got the car started and the air turned on.  After backing the car out, I hopped out and placed the note under the windshield wipers.
This is not the first time my car door has been blocked from opening.  It is the first time I've left a note.  I'm finding I'm getting less and less tolerant of inconsiderate behavior.

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  1. Yeah, it's been a f*****-up weekend here too. I went on a long cycle and lost a bloody contact that went on flipping safari round back of my eyeball.
    I'll say this, I'd be far more POed if the car was dinged than having to clamber over the central divide. And since I assume you're fairly healthy like meself, all the clambering was annoying but not really likely to damage you.
    I've found when that occurs here it's when someone has reversed into the spot and is using the line on the drivers side as a guide in the wing mirror and spatially aren't that aware of the other side of the car.

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    1. It's not the clamoring that bothered me, it's the point of it. As someone who goes out of her way to make sure I'm not inconveniencing others, it's disheartening when someone can't even bother to park the car in between the lines - one of our established social norms! (That was written in feigned outrage...sort of any way :)
      Ugh! The contacts?!?! That sounds terrible. I get frustrated worrying about glasses and sunglasses and knowing where they are at all times and forgetting them at home a lot. But the thought of sticking things in my eyes as the alternative sounds worse. Then to have it floating around back there, blech! I hope your eye is feeling ok today.

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  2. Ha! You did what I've always wished I had the nerve to do! :D Sometimes I wonder what people are thinking, but then I realize they aren't, and if they are...they just don't care. I've been known to get out, check both sides, then re-adjust if necessary - maybe because I figure someone else might actually do the "slam their door into mine" in retaliation or, worse yet "key" my car. Call me paranoid.

    So what movie did you see?

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    1. The not thinking is bad enough, the not caring is what bothers me the most. The new car has the back up camera but shows both the back and the top view of the car. Anytime I park now, I can press the camera button and check where I am within the space. Love it! I'd never actually ding someone's car or key it for real, but I do it in my head. :)
      We saw Aloha. Meh it wasn't that good. It was one of those in which most of the "good parts" were in the previews. Cameron Crowe's old stuff, like Fast Times, Say Anything, and Singles was funny, well written, quick, so I keep calling myself a fan. But his more recent stuff has made me less so. If you are set on seeing it, just wait until it comes out on DVD.

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  3. I reserve a big nasty spit for the windshield of offending cars. Mean, but not permanent damage.

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    1. Oh! Ha! But ya, mean and a little gross too. :)
      Although, those people don't notice how they parked so chances are they won't realize you hawked a loogie on their car either.

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  4. I love it! Hopefully they will take the words to heart.

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