Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Conversation in a parking lot

Scene opens: Your faithful blogger has pulled into a parking spot and is walking towards the grocery store.
There are about 4 open spots in the row before the store.
A car pulls up alongside our blogger and the driver rolls down the window.

Driver: Hey fatty! (I assume talking to me) You took my parking spot!

Now, note, when I pulled in, there was no one waiting anywhere for a spot. And there were tons of spots in the row.

Me: Sorry?
Driver: Yeah, I saw that spot from 2 rows over and I wanted it.
Me: ?
Driver: How dare you take the spot I want?
Me: (sprinting for the door to the store)

I wish I was joking.

6 comments:

Christina said...

Dickwad!!!

Clearly he is NOT having a Happy Thanksgiving, nor should he.

shayera said...

Clearly, he wasn't. Even I was a bit too frightened of him to mouth back as I normally would have. But I was afraid he would run me over.

Demeur said...

Wish I was there I have an ID that has homeland security label on it. Sure could have had fun with him.

Dee said...

Surely thou jest?

Melissa McEwan said...

What. An. Asshole.

As big a fan of mouthing off as I am, ahem, I'm glad you just bugged out of there; when your instincts say "run," there's usually a good reason for it.

(((Shayera)))

shayera said...

Demeur, I would have enjoyed watching that.

Dee, I wish. Odd things do have a way of happening to me.

Liss, Thanks. I usually can be counted on to mouth back. But honestly, it was so ludicrous I just wanted to get away from him as fast as I good.