Old people, trader joe’s and me

So i was on my way back from the ENT and he pulled tones of junk out of my nose:) aren’t you lucky you know that. Maybe i will have fewer snot rockets. anyway it was in towson and i thought i would stop by at trader Joe’s.

Let me stop for a moment for those who don’t know the hell of the parking lot of this trader joes. It is too small, too cramped, and not enough parking. People are animals for spots. We don’t go to it a lot just because of the parking lot.

So i was waiting behind a lot of parking disasters. One was waiting for a spot and this person had to back up and go forward 10 times ( i counted) meanwhile that cars where backing up to about 12 cars ( again i counted). this was already making me a little on edge. I cannot stand parking lots where people take too much time to pull out and are not considerate or do not know how to drive.

Anyway, so i finally make it around the corner and the car in front of me finds a space and is waiting for the car to pull out so he can pull in. Meanwhile while i am waiting this car honks its horn 3 times and gives me a look, well at least the old lady in the handicap spot with her reverse lights on does.

again let me stop you. Old people like that annoy me, they just create problems.

So i think I will go in front of them because they will take a lot of time to back up and i don’t like to wait, so i start to pull ahead and they honk the horn again and start to back up. I let them go because i did not want to die and i see a spot, a precious spot, open up and this old lady takes 3 minutes ( i counted) to back up.

Meanwhile my beautiful spot gets taken as well as other spots that i see because this old lady. i had to park so far away where there is no cart return and i feel guilty just leaving that cart there. So i curse you old lady and your extra wide tan Buick:)

~dzob