Nearly every time I leave a shopping center, it seems like I'm always zeroed in on my someone in their car. The moment I walk out the door, I'll have a car that follows me close behind, waiting to see where my car is so they can grab that space before someone else does.
For those of you that have dealt with this, I have a solution to this problem. In fact, I did it on my lunch hour at the local Target. The moment I came out, I had this old woman closely following me in her car, blocking up other cars behind her. I looked behind me and got this ugly look for her, like "Will you hurry up?". So, I kept walking and walking, right past my car, and when I got four cars ahead of mine, she got upset and floored the gas. The moment she was ahead of me, I turned around and went to my car. Meanwhile, I saw she had hit the brakes, and the car behind her nearly slammed into the back of her. This woman was pounding on her steering wheel, frustrated that I did that because she could have had my parking space.
Now, I have probably done this myself, waiting to see where someone goes when the lot is full, but there were plenty of other spaces for this bitchy woman to park in. What I hated most was I felt like I had my number one fan stalking me in her car until I got into my car and drove off. From the looks of this woman, she was in good shape anyway and really did not need a close as hell spot to begin with!
For those of you that have dealt with this, I have a solution to this problem. In fact, I did it on my lunch hour at the local Target. The moment I came out, I had this old woman closely following me in her car, blocking up other cars behind her. I looked behind me and got this ugly look for her, like "Will you hurry up?". So, I kept walking and walking, right past my car, and when I got four cars ahead of mine, she got upset and floored the gas. The moment she was ahead of me, I turned around and went to my car. Meanwhile, I saw she had hit the brakes, and the car behind her nearly slammed into the back of her. This woman was pounding on her steering wheel, frustrated that I did that because she could have had my parking space.
Now, I have probably done this myself, waiting to see where someone goes when the lot is full, but there were plenty of other spaces for this bitchy woman to park in. What I hated most was I felt like I had my number one fan stalking me in her car until I got into my car and drove off. From the looks of this woman, she was in good shape anyway and really did not need a close as hell spot to begin with!
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