A new sushi place opened in town, and in my zeal to try it out, I did a very bad job of parking. Technically, I was in my space, but the guy next to me (a Pepsi truck driver, also at the sushi place) couldn't get into his truck without dinging my car. I am fortunate on a number of levels.
1) We left about the same time, so I didn't leave him standing in the rain for too long.
2) He didn't ding my car.
3) He was way nicer than he had to be about my douche-tastic parking.
I try to be aware of such things, but I screwed the pooch today.
1) We left about the same time, so I didn't leave him standing in the rain for too long.
2) He didn't ding my car.
3) He was way nicer than he had to be about my douche-tastic parking.
I try to be aware of such things, but I screwed the pooch today.




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