Wednesday, July 23, 2014
"Just park already!"
The Mr and I were under the impression we were on for fro-yo with the family last night. It hadn't been set in stone but we knew about the time we settled in for the night is when they'd call and say "where are you guys?" So we got there ten minutes early and waited for twenty minutes after the meet time. In that time, we saw all kinds of people.
Most of them were speed demons flying through a parking lot and we couldn't believe people backing out weren't getting hit left and right. There were people whose children exited their vehicles and got uncomfortably close to our car to the point the Mr was muttering "get the hell away from my car!" Seriously. Why are you letting your child practically LAY on someone's RUNNING car?? One such mom was dressed like a yoga prostitute. She was wearing this hot orange lace bra that hung out from her barely there tank top and you could see through her Lululemon yoga pants that she was either going commando or had the world's thinnest thong on.
Finally, there was some woman in a crossover that pulled up to the open space next to us, looked at it and drove past.
Oh...*sniffing armpit*...do we o-ffend?
We watched this woman circle the parking lot for five minutes. Literally. Five full minutes. Why? Because apparently the second row we were in (four single car rows back but the second row you could drive down, if that makes sense) was not close enough. Nope. She had to be in the first row and in the time she took to be parked 40 feet from the spot she passed up beside us five minutes prior, she could've been in the restaurant and ordered drinks by then! We couldn't really see her as she drove so we were curious what she looked like when she exited her vehicle and she was in excellent shape. I'm talking runners calves, wearing comfy shoes, almost petite.
I know, she could've had a long day and wanted to be closer because her feet hurt or something but really, it seemed like a waste of time and gas circling as long as she did. It was weird to see how lazy it was and I could understand when we were both tipped over the 450 lb mark looking to walk less but it was just crazy to see an obviously fit woman go bounding out of her car all pleased with herself for being first. I mean I don't mind a closer spot if we happen upon one but I'll be damned if I'm going back to the days of circling the parking lot looking for a better space when we're perfectly capable of walking those extra few feet now.
Oh and for those wondering...we didn't go in and have fro-yo. ;-)
What's your time limit for circling? One pass then settling for what you can find? (Us) Circle for as long as it takes to get the best spot? Try to car shark someone back to their car as they're walking to it? (Don't do that to us. We will literally get out and go back inside somewhere because homies don't play that!)
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