Two Little Lines
I have to confess that I don’t normally think of people, at least the majority of people, as idiotic imbeciles - but that is starting to change. Perhaps idiotic imbeciles is a bit harsh, maybe they’re just plain rude and inconsiderate (which was an offensive punishable by death growing up� in my house). So who am I referring to?� Those people who cannot park between the lines in a parking lot (I know - I spend way too much time in the parking lot). This morning I noticed two cars that missed the lines when I arrived, and a different car had the same problem when I was leaving. Is it really that difficult to pull between two lines?� Are you really in such a hurry that you can’t take the extra thirty seconds it takes to straighten your car out when you park?� Are you the type that curses others when they do the same, but believe it’s okay when you do it because you’ll “only be five minutes”?�
What irks me even more is when someone parks over the line on one side and a different person, one spot away, parks over the line as well - leaving a space of about a foot left in the spot between them. And I have to confess that one of my guilty pleasures in life is to park in the little space that has been left. Usually it makes it� so that I can barely get out of my own car, but no matter - it makes it next to impossible for the offender to leave with any sense of ease. And, if I’m lucky,� they can’t get into their car. I’ve even left a note on their windshield apologizing for the huge dent I left in their car door (which I haven’t) due to the fact that they parked too close to me. I have to confess that I recognize the wrong in my actions - I’m returning rudeness with rudeness and acting in a way I don’t completely approve of. But it really can’t be that difficult to park between the lines.