We had been searching for a handy parking spot for nearly 10 minutes. It’s a very busy downtown area and the parking garages are inconvenient for a quick trip. Plus, we’d just left the lot on this side of the downtown area without finding a spot. So, my wife finally decided that she’d pull into the lot next to the store, run in to get the item she wanted to buy for a gift, then I’d take over driving the car and wait for her to come back.
Sounded like a plan. As she exited, I hopped into the driver’s seat, backed out of the loading area and started turning down the exit lane of the parking lot. I could not proceed because an elderly woman with a walker was crossing the lane very slowly. While I’m not the most patient driver, I was waiting for my wife anyway. It’s not like I had anywhere to go, so I was happy to hold up traffic on her behalf. The driver behind me was not so patient. A couple times he moved left, presumably thinking he would pass me to find a spot in the last lane once she was done blocking my path. Finally, just as the woman was about to clear the driving lane in front of me, he revved it and zipped past me on the left. It was a manly accomplishment, to be sure. I’m certain the elderly woman was impressed with the prowess of his generic midsize sedan.
A few moments later, as he stopped at the end of the lane at the street, I had to chuckle when a car right behind him backed out of a parking space. I happily took the spot and watched sporto drive into the garage directly across from the parking lot exit. The same garage we’d left a little while earlier. Maybe he’d have better luck. Or not!
It’s not the first time I’d seen poetic justice served. I hope it’s not the last, because those are quality driving moments.
Darren: that’s great – good car-ma with bonus points for eco-friendliness! (and, of course, best-practice child safety) 🙂
Elaine, I agree. One of the most satisfying driving events is when some driver tailgates you, even though you are above the speed limit. Then once there is barely enough space to pass you, they zoom around and speed off. A few minutes later, you slowly coast up to to the stoplight right next to them and give an innocent glance their way. They floor it and speed off, often to have the same thing happen at the next light. If I’m in my wife’s Prius, I always think, me=55mpg, idiot=15mpg.
Yes! I love to hear the good car-ma stories. DH & I always get a chuckle when the impatient drivers who just *have* to pass on the right b/c they’re in such a hurry find themselves behind a bus or a truck, or next to us at the next stop light
I love it when the un-nice do not get rewarded. The universe sometimes forgets, but mean people don’t deserve easy parking spaces (to say the least).
What goes around comes around strikes again. This makes me think of something I could write for the blog. Can we have a “dumb drivers” week on the blog?
“I’m certain the elderly woman was impressed with the prowess of his generic midsize sedan.”
I’m totally LOL’ing at that image 😀 😀 😀