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Originally Posted by arit
Being near death while trying to fit into a parking space near the destination and the bad feeling while being away from the car and hoping others take enough care to park properly or rather have a nice morning walk by parking a few meters away in a wide safe place 
I like those first/last parking spaces, because there the danger at least does not surround one's car 
As for parking at the mall... my mother seems to dislike my selectiv parking habits  |
A few weeks ago, I was supposed to go to Maggie Moon's college graduation. It was about an hour and a half drive away from home. I got there on time, but not on time enough ... they had closed the stadium and I wasn't allowed in.
So, I had a few hours to kill since I still wanted to make the graduation party, so I popped off to the Outlet Mall in San Marcos. Big place .... HUGE parking lot. I parked and just sort of wandered around. Totally forgot where I parked.
I ended up in the Pottery Barn Outlet and found a bunch of great stuff. Just as I am leaving, the rain starts pouring down in torrents. So, there's me in my best silk dress, leaving a store with a shopping cart full of stuff, and no umbrella (I had it ... it just was so nice out, I left it in the car).
I asked the girl behind the counter if she had any really big shopping or trash bags. Cut myself arm and head holes, tied another bag around my head (not like I was planning to suffocate myself, but more like a head scarf), and wandered out into the rain to find my car. I got several comments .... all made with good humor. Most were, "oh that's brilliant ... why didn't I think of that" ... some were "hey are you the bag lady we've heard so much about?" (my reply to that was, "No, I'm the crazy cat lady you've heard so much about, I'm just taking over for the bag lady because it's her day off.")
I got soaked anyway -- because it took me about 45 minutes to find the stupid car -- but it was an adventure in parking.