Wednesday, December 06, 2006

'Parking Spot Stalkers'

This is one of those things at the holidays that just irritates the crap out of me. People who will 'stalk' you, in their cars, as you are walking from stores to your vehicle. Which is kind of scary, in a sense.

Even if your spot is still a mile away from the entrance, because apparently the empty spots a yard away are too far for their lazy asses, they will stalk you. And then they sit there, with their blinker on, staring you down in your rear-view mirror, as you adjust yourself, buckle your seatbelt, whatever you do when you first get in the car. and they have left you thismuch room in which you are supposed to back up and turn.

I drive a Jeep. it's not a small, cute little compact that can make tight, nimble little turns. It's also not the smaller of its brethren, the Wrangler or the Liberty. No. It's a Grand Cherokee. I'm a really good driver. I know how to drive the big SUV I own. Nonetheless, I NEED room to back up. So back up. Give me some room. Better yet, find a new spot.

'Cuz I just realized that I 'forgot' somehing in the store, and am going to re-park my car in its cozy spot which you so desperately covet, turn it off, get out, and walk away. Laughing.

Assholes.