Parking Lots Bring Out the Worst in Me

07.14.11

 

I’m parking my little hybrid in Culver City, and it’s a busy Thursday night. The parking structure is full in part because of cars like this.

 

I found the last spot in the structure, it was a compact parking spot next to a giant¬†Lexus¬†truck. Now,let me be clear, I don’t have it in for SUV drivers, I just think that if you’re going to buy a truck that size that you need to know that not every parking spot will fit you. There will be times when you need to walk an extra block or so because parking isn’t available for your oversized truck.

So I took the squashy parking spot and wedged myself out from between our two Lexus’.

When I returned to my car a couple was putting their toddler into the back of their massive SUV and then she walked to the space between our cars and started inspecting to be sure that I hadn’t dinged her precious car door. She turned to look at me and dripping with insincerity said, “How ever did you manage to get out of your car.”

“I squeezed.” I said matching her fake smile, “I think it was easy because I’m thinner than you.”