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went to the local Mickey D's in town... one of the best one's i've ever been in actually. we like to park at the far back end of the grocery store that the restaurant is in front of instead of in the restaurant's own parking lot because it's a lot easier to get in and out with our big truck. well, we pulled in today, and grocery store was kinda busy, several of the end spaces were full of boats and whatnot from people coming to the area to vacation... and then, at the end of one row was this white truck.. either a Suburban/Escalade size thing, OR a fullsize truck with bed cap. I didn't get a good look at which, and i don't care. they had managed to park in their own space, with their tail end in the space next to them, and far enough forward that they were in that space too. there were two little old ladies inside, just sitting there
hubby tells me to start pulling in, i get in as far as i can, and he hops out and asks them if they really need 3 spaces. they gave him this look like he'd sprouted a 2nd head and a 3rd eye, and may have sputtered something about not knowing they were in 3 spaces... (hubby didn't catch exactly what they said), and he walked back to the truck, but they continued to sit there. he walked back and said "can you move please" queue catbutt face and the over-exaggerated movements as they backed up too far and ended up diagonal the OTHER way... but again, didn't care, my space was now clear.
pulled in (perfectly in my space and my space alone), locked the doors (just in case. i have no idea who these women were waiting for. i didn't think they would do anything, but whoever was with them was a total unknown and i didn't want them messing with our truck). i looked back just as we were walking in the door to the McD's, and saw one of the women outside her truck, phone to her ear, looking at our license plate. if that was a call to the cops, i can only imagine now that one went... "yes, police... a man was just rude to me and i felt threatened... he asked me to *gasp* MOVE!" "why did he ask you to move, ma'am?" "he says i was in 3 spaces." "where you in 3 spaces ma'am?" "well, i may have been, but that's not important... he was RUDE to me!! I have his license plate! do you want it?" "i'm sorry ma'am, there's nothing we can do for you." "uhg! well i never!"
anyways. when we came back out, full of good tasty crappy junk food, they were gone, and our truck was untouched. meh. *shrug*
hubby tells me to start pulling in, i get in as far as i can, and he hops out and asks them if they really need 3 spaces. they gave him this look like he'd sprouted a 2nd head and a 3rd eye, and may have sputtered something about not knowing they were in 3 spaces... (hubby didn't catch exactly what they said), and he walked back to the truck, but they continued to sit there. he walked back and said "can you move please" queue catbutt face and the over-exaggerated movements as they backed up too far and ended up diagonal the OTHER way... but again, didn't care, my space was now clear.
pulled in (perfectly in my space and my space alone), locked the doors (just in case. i have no idea who these women were waiting for. i didn't think they would do anything, but whoever was with them was a total unknown and i didn't want them messing with our truck). i looked back just as we were walking in the door to the McD's, and saw one of the women outside her truck, phone to her ear, looking at our license plate. if that was a call to the cops, i can only imagine now that one went... "yes, police... a man was just rude to me and i felt threatened... he asked me to *gasp* MOVE!" "why did he ask you to move, ma'am?" "he says i was in 3 spaces." "where you in 3 spaces ma'am?" "well, i may have been, but that's not important... he was RUDE to me!! I have his license plate! do you want it?" "i'm sorry ma'am, there's nothing we can do for you." "uhg! well i never!"
anyways. when we came back out, full of good tasty crappy junk food, they were gone, and our truck was untouched. meh. *shrug*
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