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This is a short post merely meant for me to get rid of the massive amount of rage boiling over in me. I just got off work and was rearranging a ton of crap in the back of my car and trunk due to my work at the motorcycle shop. One of the many white trash patrons of my mall drives up my lane in a shitty ass Pinto and sits in front of me. I'm going through all my stuff, I don't notice. About two minutes later, I look up and he's still there just looking into space. I glance around and see that the row behind me has THREE open parking spaces. Two of which that are closer to the mall then where I'm parked.
I assume he's sitting there because he's a parking lot vulture. You know, the fucking people who sit in a lot until the end of the world in order to get a space someone is exiting because they perceive it to be somehow closer to the mall. When in reality, if their lazy ass had already parked they'd be inside the fucking mall! Anyway, I look at the open and CLOSER parking spaces then back at him.
ME: Hey buddy! There's three spaces behind me that are closer. You can park there. I might take awhile.
At this point the guy stops staring into space and looks at me. This lasts about five seconds then he forms the most ridiculously angry expression I've seen in a long time (wait, that's a lie, I saw it during the first Presidential debates with Dubbya every time Kerry pointed out his massive flaws) then proceeds to give me the finger and tries to screech past my car in the lot.
I say try because it was a rusty ass ghetto Pinto and it seemed as if it might break down and die from him going down on the gas so hard. Thus ends my rant. I feel somewhat better now. Phew.
What a dick. I really do hate people sometimes.
I assume he's sitting there because he's a parking lot vulture. You know, the fucking people who sit in a lot until the end of the world in order to get a space someone is exiting because they perceive it to be somehow closer to the mall. When in reality, if their lazy ass had already parked they'd be inside the fucking mall! Anyway, I look at the open and CLOSER parking spaces then back at him.
ME: Hey buddy! There's three spaces behind me that are closer. You can park there. I might take awhile.
At this point the guy stops staring into space and looks at me. This lasts about five seconds then he forms the most ridiculously angry expression I've seen in a long time (wait, that's a lie, I saw it during the first Presidential debates with Dubbya every time Kerry pointed out his massive flaws) then proceeds to give me the finger and tries to screech past my car in the lot.
I say try because it was a rusty ass ghetto Pinto and it seemed as if it might break down and die from him going down on the gas so hard. Thus ends my rant. I feel somewhat better now. Phew.
What a dick. I really do hate people sometimes.
