The other day I was dropping an older friend off at a store on the coast, she doesn't drive and I thought it would be a nice gesture, call this a contraindication, but as you'll understand shortly, there is a difference between a few feet and several miles.
OKAY. So I was dropping her off at the grocery store door area, my car was running, i was temporarily parked. We were exchanging information about the various attractions in D.C. and how they come at little to no cost, so that it's beneficial for us to stay with friends we have there and receive practically free entertainment, plus the cost of food. As I'm glancing forward, I see a heavy-set woman in a Ford Focus that seemed to be at a standstill in the parking lot, facing my direction. I acknowledge this vehicle to myself, and continue talking. The car was apparently getting impatient. This all occurred within a matter of 2minutes. I noticed a handicapped sticker on her review mirror..and put two and two together that I was pretty much blocking her B-line to that spot. I did however notice that there was a empty, un-handicapped parking space adjacent to it, so I wasn't really worried, any normal person would just take the spot that's next best. After all-it's the difference of approx 3 walking feet. That was not the case with this woman. She demanded I move, which is indicated such with a pointing of her finger and a flustered look upon her face. I was beside myself. This big woman, who's only handicap seemed to be that she was obese and couldn't walk well (because she never walked in the first place enough) was so lazy that she wanted THE closest parking spot to the door, and wouldn't settle for the one right next to it.
My friend got out of my car, and I moved my car forward and left the parking lot, as I watched the lazy old lady drive into her spot, get out, and walking into the store.
We're in big trouble, World. This isn't a good sign.
Onward,
K
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