got a story from today... not related to speeding, but an "event"
i had to drop off my aunt at the airport (she was over for a visit from Austria), and of course my mom came along. we took the bimmer, i drove. after she left, we walked down to the car... an empty spot to my right side.
as i was about to back up, this Expedition comes into the spot. what's even worse, an old lady driving it, she cant see behind the wheel, and she is over into my spot. her rear wheel is 2 inches away from mine. and she wants to get out, but finally figures out she cant. now i am trying to back out, but it's no easy task. no matter where i want to go, she is there, and i am afraid of having my mirror and door scrape against her door (didnt remember the folding mirror thing...).
so i get out of the car, pissed off by now because i cant get out (i remembered the little "thx for parking so close thing... leave a can opener, and i almost burst out laughing... didnt though. i get out to see if there is freaking way to get out, and she gives me this weird look like i was the one taking up half of her spot, not vice versa. plus she wants to open her door (has it cracked).
i started yelling and cursing as hard as i could, got back in the car and somehow backed out... i was so mad that i started going towards the entrance instead of exit of the parking lot, then had to turn around only to see her dipshit husband backing the f*** expedition into the row of parking spots behind the one she was in... WHERE THERE IS NO CARS.
now why in the hell did she really want to park next to my car where she cant even fit is really beyond me. i am just glad she didnt scrape across my right rear, because i would have strangled her to death.
then my mom gave me a speech on how i need to calm down... bla.
damn i wrote a story.....someone