You know me, right? I'm generally a good-natured, laid-back kind of guy, aren't I? I try to keep things around here fairly light and friendly and positive, don't I?
Yeah...well...variety is the spice of life...so get ready for a temporary change of pace...
I left for work a few minutes early the other day so I could stop by the local big-box food retailer, formerly known as a Grocery Store, and return ActorBoy's already-two-days-late DVD of Jack Reacher to the Redbox kiosk just inside the doors.
Being fairly early in the morning, it was no surprise to see only two cars in the parking lot, both parked close to the entrance. I was merrily heading toward the next open spot, glad to be finding what we in the Roth Household call a "pull-through" (where you can drive into a parking spot and just "pull through" to the facing spot, making it possible to drive forward when you leave, instead of needing to back out).
However...
As I was pulling into the slot, and my line of sight passed the rear of the already-parked car, I saw that some idio - ahem - person left their grocery cart in the middle of what was supposed to have been my pull-through spot. Two parking spaces away from the cart corral, and some goomba with guacamole for brains couldn't be bothered to put their cart away before driving off; no doubt at an advanced rate of speed, with black smoke billowing from a non-muffled tailpipe attached to their gas-guzzler with twist-ties and chewing gum.
Not only that, but there were grocery carts blocking the next two spots as well, so I just parked right there and took the offending carts into the store with me; confident that I would still be able to pull forward through the now-empty parking spot my car was facing.
However...
23.4 seconds later, having returned the DVD, I left the store to see that some...one had parked in that slot, blocking me from my hasty departure. 387 other open spots in the lot, and this...individual had to park grill-to-grill with me?!!?
And then to top it all off, I bent my house key while doing a little detail work on the side of their passenger door.
Yeah...well...variety is the spice of life...so get ready for a temporary change of pace...
I left for work a few minutes early the other day so I could stop by the local big-box food retailer, formerly known as a Grocery Store, and return ActorBoy's already-two-days-late DVD of Jack Reacher to the Redbox kiosk just inside the doors.
Being fairly early in the morning, it was no surprise to see only two cars in the parking lot, both parked close to the entrance. I was merrily heading toward the next open spot, glad to be finding what we in the Roth Household call a "pull-through" (where you can drive into a parking spot and just "pull through" to the facing spot, making it possible to drive forward when you leave, instead of needing to back out).
However...
As I was pulling into the slot, and my line of sight passed the rear of the already-parked car, I saw that some idio - ahem - person left their grocery cart in the middle of what was supposed to have been my pull-through spot. Two parking spaces away from the cart corral, and some goomba with guacamole for brains couldn't be bothered to put their cart away before driving off; no doubt at an advanced rate of speed, with black smoke billowing from a non-muffled tailpipe attached to their gas-guzzler with twist-ties and chewing gum.
Not only that, but there were grocery carts blocking the next two spots as well, so I just parked right there and took the offending carts into the store with me; confident that I would still be able to pull forward through the now-empty parking spot my car was facing.
However...
23.4 seconds later, having returned the DVD, I left the store to see that some...one had parked in that slot, blocking me from my hasty departure. 387 other open spots in the lot, and this...individual had to park grill-to-grill with me?!!?
And then to top it all off, I bent my house key while doing a little detail work on the side of their passenger door.
