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The parking lot at Kideo's daycare is long and narrow with fifteen parking spots and a lane that runs down the length of it.
Then there are the dbags, who despite more than half the spots being empty, feel they must park in the lane - right by the entrance. This makes it extremely difficult to get out of the three or four spots the dbag is behind (depending on the size of the dbag's vehicle).
So, today I pull into the lot and, of course, some dbag has parked his F150 extra long bed in the lane, effectively blocking the first three spots. I park near the end of the lot and as I walk past the dvehicle I sez to myself: "Y'know, one of these days someone is not going to be paying attention and they are going to back right into..." CRUNCH!! Some lady backed right into the rear quarter panel. I can only assume she was waiting for me to get from behind her ("Thanks, lady!") and was making sure she didn't hit me and managed to nail the dtruck instead ("Double thanks, lady"). I turn around to see what happened and she gives me this horrified look and gets out to check the damage. "WHY do people park there?" she asks, "because they are lazy frakking idiots who don't give a shite about anyone else" (much more diplomatically though, as she had her little daughter with her) "In any case, I didn't see nothin'!" and I went to pick up the Kideo feeling that Karma has indeed earned her pay today.
Then there are the dbags, who despite more than half the spots being empty, feel they must park in the lane - right by the entrance. This makes it extremely difficult to get out of the three or four spots the dbag is behind (depending on the size of the dbag's vehicle).
So, today I pull into the lot and, of course, some dbag has parked his F150 extra long bed in the lane, effectively blocking the first three spots. I park near the end of the lot and as I walk past the dvehicle I sez to myself: "Y'know, one of these days someone is not going to be paying attention and they are going to back right into..." CRUNCH!! Some lady backed right into the rear quarter panel. I can only assume she was waiting for me to get from behind her ("Thanks, lady!") and was making sure she didn't hit me and managed to nail the dtruck instead ("Double thanks, lady"). I turn around to see what happened and she gives me this horrified look and gets out to check the damage. "WHY do people park there?" she asks, "because they are lazy frakking idiots who don't give a shite about anyone else" (much more diplomatically though, as she had her little daughter with her) "In any case, I didn't see nothin'!" and I went to pick up the Kideo feeling that Karma has indeed earned her pay today.
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