Throughout my lifetime I always made crude comments about people who park diagonally across the designated lines marking a parking spot. “Crazy old people” was one of my favorites. Parking diagonally takes up as many as three spaces and in a crowded parking lot that is a problem for those of us cruising the aisle s seeking a place to settle. Many years have passed and I taught myself to park between the lines as symmetrically as I possibly could. I pride myself on being able to do that. Parking with precision is my motto.
Last week I didn’t pre-plan my approach to a spot and pulled in as well as was possible for a long car. When I got out and looked at the position of the line relative to the car I laughed out loud and said, “Crazy Old Man.” I did it without trying very hard and parked diagonally in the spot. I achieved senior parking status without trying.
My plan is to buy a new car soon, as my trusty Avalon which I fondly refer to as the Death Star is beginning to show signs of age and the mileage is quickly approaching two hundred thousand. The problem I see for me is that the new car I want is longer and will be harder to park. So the title of “Crazy Old Person” will be forever bestowed upon me, by me.
Filed under: Aging, Biography, Humor | Tagged: Parking, Parking across the lines |
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