My friend, Bubba, has a new gripe about drivers. Well, actually, it's not a new gripe. It's an old gripe with new examples.
“If people think they have to park across two spaces to protect their pretty new cars, then maybe they ought not to drive 'em,” he called to tell me. “Maybe they ought to just leave them at home and let everyone just look at 'em.”
He's not alone in his thinking. I imagine many of you are thinking something similar. I've thought the same thing; sometimes, worse.
In fact, just recently, when I took my wife to lunch, I found myself in that frame of mind.
Just as I slowed and started to turn into a parking space right up front, I discovered why it was open.
A large sport-utility vehicle was on the line to my right and a fancy shmancy luxury car was over the line on my left.
I squeezed into the spot, allowing enough room to get the passenger door open, but it was too tight on the driver's side, so I had to crawl over the console and exit to the right.
It's interesting how many potentially guilty looks you see on faces through the window of the restaurant when you have to make that type of maneuvering. I'm fairly certain that one of them was the over-the-liner, hoping I wouldn't open the door and ding their expensive vehicle.
“Wonder what kind of reaction you would have gotten if you had faked like you had hit their door and chipped the paint?” Bubba asked.
I suspect someone would have come rushing out to find out what kind of damage I supposedly had caused, I said. But no sense causing a problem, even though they had inconvenienced me.
To make a long story short, both vehicles had gone by the time we finished lunch, and I found no indication they had banged our vehicle.
Bubba told me had gone to a new grocery store recently and parked between a couple of older vehicles. Both of them were well used, he said, with dents and dings everywhere. I told him that should have been a warning.
When he came back out, he had a dent in one side and a scratch on the other, both about where the edge of a door would have hit. That was followed by a trip to a popular discount store, where he decided to park on the back row, with nothing on either side. But when he returned to the car after a quick shopping trip, he found himself wedged between a couple of compact cars, both “a bit over the line.”
They were so close, he said, he couldn't open either door up front, and had to get in through the back door, then climb over the seat.
“Back in high school, someone did that to me and three of my buddies one night down at the (ice cream store),” he told me. “So we just picked one of those little cars up and put it right up against the bumper of the other one.”
I could just picture that scenario.
There was more to that story about the compact cars, but I dare not repeat it. I don't want to give any young drivers ideas.
I would imagine, however, it took a while for the drivers to get the two ... uh ... unhooked.
Bubba and I swapped a few more stories before he delivered this gem: “If people would just park between the lines like they are supposed to, we could all cut down on road rage, repairs and probably a little high blood pressure.”
I agree. Sometimes, he does make sense.
Enjoy your week and drive safely.