So I am back in the US and am at the store taking a break from going
through video from Asia.
I come out and this guy has parked on my passenger side. And he has parked so
close, that he is having a really hard time getting back in.
They all look the same…except some have
foreign people in them. AKA….People you don't know.
I start to think…inside my head…..”Hey!”…”Don’t be mad at me! You are the idiot that parked like that! I would never park that close to you like that.!”
And on and on in my head….I am arguing with this guy.
I go to my door, I grab the handle open it, still watching him, waiting for him to turn and scowl at me. I look down……and….this girl is sitting there reading a book. Why? …….because……It is not my car.
OMG! She is looking at me like…:”I’m getting car jacked….here it goes. It will all go down from here….maybe I will die.”
So I just said “Oh….not my car” ….and I gently closed the door. OMG. Jennifer!!! I laughed so hard I could barely locate my actual car.
So now I am dangerous in cars and dangerous approaching and getting into cars also it seems. Goody.