Vas-y!
Friday, September 26th, 2008Ah.
I had this guy. On the road. He was driving. I was parked on the side of the road. In a parking spot there, on a fairly busy street, just happens to be where our vet is located. So I was parked. Finished with the vet, we’re sitting in the car now. Put on my blinker, sort of edge out a bit, wait for a break in traffic. This guy in his car goes by me, but then stops directly in front of me, and puts on his blinker and his reverse lights, as if he wants to back up into the spot that I’m trying to vacate.
Problem is, I can’t go forward into the lane next to my parking spot, because he’s in it. And I can’t get out into the next lane over, because it’s already busy, plus now everybody who sees the lane ahead of them is blocked (by this dork) is changing lanes way ahead of time, so I doubly have no chance. I wait for a few seconds and see it’s hopeless, so I sort of wave at him, hopelessly. He opens the door, leans out, and motions for me to pull out into the lane with all the traffic, then returns to his car.