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Let me preface this post by saying this:  One of my pet peeves is people who sit in the middle of the parking lot waiting in their car while someone unloads their cart full of merchandise so that they can have said person’s parking spot.  Those idiots clog up the parking lot while waiting and cause unnecessary bottlenecks and all I want to do is park and go inside.  All that just to get a spot that might be 50ft closer than a spot that’s already open.  Lazy fuckers.  Get some exercise.

Furthermore, I don’t see the point in all the waiting.  In the time it takes for a person to unload their cart, put it in the cart bin (if they are courteous enough to do so), and get back in their car and drive away you could’ve parked somewhere else, made it inside, and had half of your shopping done.  Whew!  That was one effed up compound sentence that I’m sure is filled with multiple grammatical errors. Oh well, on with the post.

I left a fax number out in my car this morning that I needed today.  After eating lunch I decided to head out to my car to get it.  It was on a post-it note which I had  stuck to the top of my console so I wouldn’t forget it.  That plan worked out well, didn’t it?

Anyhow, I got out to my car and opened the driver side door and rummaged around the console and it wasn’t there.  I looked in the console and glanced on the floorboard in the back.  I didn’t see it.  So I decided to head around to the other side of the car.

Just as I was backing out of the driver side door, I saw a white SUV stop directly behind my car and begin to back up.  I didn’t think much of it.  Most people around here like to back into their parking spots for reasons I don’t quite comprehend.

I headed around and opened the passenger front door.  I looked around the floorboard and under the seat.  Nothing.  I shut the door and went to the passenger rear door.  Nada.  So I closed that door and headed over to the driver rear door.  Still couldn’t find it.

It was at that time that I noticed that the white SUV was parked in the middle of the aisle.  Waiting for me to leave. 

Baby Facepalm

I’m not leaving, asshole!

So I decided to take my time and rummage around in the front seat again.  I actually thought I found it under the driver’s seat, but it was just an old receipt.  Oh well.  I had dragged this out as long as I could.  About 15 minutes.

So I closed all of my doors and used my key fob to lock them.  I then started heading back inside.  As I walked by the SUV, the driver, evidently upset that their plan to be completely lazy had been foiled, angrily slammed the accelerator down and took off like a bat outta hell.

And a satisfyingly mischievous smile slowly spread across my face.

That fucker could have parked, been inside and gotten about 10 minutes of work done instead of lazily waiting there for me to leave.  Furthermore, it should have been readily apparent that I was not leaving.  I was obviously searching my car for something.  Moron.

Oh, and on my way back in I remembered that I had thrown that post-it note in my lunch bag and just wasted 15 minutes doing nothing but pissing that person off.  Oh well.  It was worth it.

Rant over.  It was highly satisfying to inconvenience that tool and I hope whoever it was learned a valuable lesson.