We're all familiar with this essential activity. Heck, we do it generally a minimum of once a week, with the occasional emergency run thrown in. I used to think long checkout lines were the bane of shopping, or perhaps a busy deli counter. Bah! It is the horror show of parking at the damn places.
These tiny women drive SUVs approximately the size of the Battleship Bismarck, and the rest of us have to somehow negotiate around them to park. And I don't care how generous the parking spaces are, YOU try opening your car door next to one of these boats.
Next a smattering of Mercury Marquises and/or Ford Crown Victorias show up. We all know who drives those relics. Navigating and parking each one is a time-consuming production. You might as well just turn around, go home and come back at a later time.
I tell you, this is one of America's true horror shows...showing on a daily basis.
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