My
schedule has become somewhat hectic over the past few
months as I try to balance school, work, and training all
at the same time. With time constraints taking priority, I
was in a hurry to finish an errand in order to reach my
next appointment.
I must have circled the parking lot four times before
resigning to the fact that there was only one space left.
Being it was an underground parking lot there were huge
pillars between every other car and taking this space
would put me between one of those pillars and a SUV. The
reason the space was even open was due to the SUV being
parked over the dividing line leaving precious little room
to fit my truck. Being the expert driver that all men
think they are I slid into the space leaving only an inch
between my rear fender and the concrete pillar.
I have to admit I was quite proud of my abilities and even
glanced at the other side to make sure I wasn’t so close
to the SUV that I would be blocking it in. With plenty of
room between the vehicles I rushed on about my business
not giving it another thought. At least until I returned.
An hour later I was back to find the parking garage had
cleared out quite a bit including the SUV. Obviously I had
done a good job of not blocking the person in and was glad
the vehicle was gone since it would be easier for me to
get my truck out. Imagine my surprise to find a nasty
little note under my wiper blade!
At first I was in shock but after I thought about it for a
minute I realized what the problem was. I assumed by the
time the owner of the SUV arrived the parking lot had
cleared and there were several spaces available that would
have been easier to get into. Being the happy, go lucky,
optimist that I am, I also surmised said person was
probably having a bad day and just needed to vent a little
frustration. I decided not to take it personally and even
swore that I would never write a note like this one. I
popped it into the glove box all but forgotten and went
about my business.
Not a week passed before another incident occurred. I
managed to get a space directly in front of the door of
the establishment and upon returning found a SUV parked
next to my truck. This vehicle was parked at an angle with
the front bumper almost touching my front tire. My first
thought being the SUV club had conspired to make my life
living hell in all public parking lots.
After a few minutes of trying to get the door open without
touching the other vehicle I finally decided to go through
my passenger door to get in. Sitting in the drivers seat I
resorted to my happy go lucky optimistic self and tried to
figure out why this may have happened. Maybe the person
was diabetic and barely made it to the restaurant, in
search of a meal to balance his blood levels. Maybe he was
at the restaurant to meet a long lost war buddy and
couldn't contain himself. Whatever the reason, I managed
to calm myself down and back out of the parking space.
That was as far as I got before getting the note out of
the glove box. I hopped out and stuck it under the wiper
of the SUV before continuing on my way.
I have to admit I had a little regret but even an optimist
has his limits. Besides, I kept my promise to never write
a note like that one.
