You're kidding me right?!
#38
LOL. that happens to me too when I park in my main building at work. I tend to park towards the back and of all the wide open spaces to choose from, some nit wit always chooses to park next to me.. and not even straight in.. cockeyed and hella close to the left line. Drives me nuts. Now I have my co worker park to my right so that at least I know when she gets in and out of her car, she's not kicking the damn thing with her feet at full force into my car.
#39
Oh god...
Couple years ago, I was at the post office in line, dropping off some urgent mail for work, so I was stuck there. Tiny spaces in front. I'd parked my WRX in one, and barely fit, with some sort of old compact (Metro, maybe) next to me.
Compact leaves, and HUGE older Suburban pulls in. As I watch, dumb b*tch tries to open her door. There's not room. So, what does she do? Slams her door into my passenger side three or four times (maybe she though she could push my car out of the way?). When that fails, she cranks the wheel, slams the truck in reverse, and scrapes her front left corner all the way down my car, from halfway along the front fender to the rear taillight. Left a huge black mark, not to mention a monster door ding.
The worst part? No front plate on the truck, of course, so I couldn't even get a number.
Couple years ago, I was at the post office in line, dropping off some urgent mail for work, so I was stuck there. Tiny spaces in front. I'd parked my WRX in one, and barely fit, with some sort of old compact (Metro, maybe) next to me.
Compact leaves, and HUGE older Suburban pulls in. As I watch, dumb b*tch tries to open her door. There's not room. So, what does she do? Slams her door into my passenger side three or four times (maybe she though she could push my car out of the way?). When that fails, she cranks the wheel, slams the truck in reverse, and scrapes her front left corner all the way down my car, from halfway along the front fender to the rear taillight. Left a huge black mark, not to mention a monster door ding.
The worst part? No front plate on the truck, of course, so I couldn't even get a number.