legacycentral bbs

So, earlier today I went to the grocery store to get a few things. There were plenty of parking spaces to choose from, but this one was right up front and the car parked to the left of it was almost on the line. I didn’t feel well and didn’t feel like walking any further than necessary, so I parked in it. This only left about 6-8 inches between my car and the douche bags car. I go inside get my stuff, wait in line, go back outside. Guess who was putting stuff into her poorly parked Toyota? That’s right. So I go walking up to the front of her car and say to her “Don’t you hate it when people park so damn close?” She says “Yeah. I don’t know how I’m going to get into my car.” So, I suggest that she will probably have to get in the passenger side and climb over. She agrees and I watch as she makes her way over the shifter, and looked as if she experiencing a bit of pain and general discomfort at having to do this.

As soon as she was in the driver’s seat I got into my car and started it up. I then rolled down the passenger side window. She had the most befuddled look on her face. She rolled down her window and says to me “Why didn’t you just move your car?”
I said back to her “Maybe next time you won’t park so close to the FUCKING line!”

Then I backed out went home and made nachos. Mmm.

Two thumbs up!

LOL, good job.

Way to constrain your life to lines somebody painted on the ground!