so, yesterday, i couldn’t get into the dentist’s parking lot the first time because, being in the correct side of the driveway with a car also going out, there was no way in hell to turn into the parking lot. why? because a verylarge pickup truck had parked in what used to be a space, but wasn’t a space anymore (white lines painted over pavement color, obvious new white lines and little end-bumpers now marking the *real* parking spots). i drove around the block and re-entered with no other cars coming so i could swing the turn.
i was in less than a good mood, even before that.
i took the small notebook from my purse, and wrote in rather angry handwriting, this is NOT a parking space YOU IDIOT. i tore the page off, got out of the car, glancing around furitively to make sure no one was approaching who might be the owner (yes i’m a chickenshit), and placed the note under the wiper blade of the truck.
walked in the dentist’s office feeling all tingly. yeah, it was a good first time.