Parking Lot Follies

By SheelaR

We seem to be living in a time where we’ve become acutely aware of and sensitive to most anything that makes us slightly uncomfortable. We’ve gone from being totally desensitized to quite possibly…overly sensitive. I’m going to go ahead and include myself in that statement, and here’s why…

I’ve had horrible cold since Saturday before last. My colds are the equivalent of double pneumonia with a shot of flu. I basically turn into a giant ball of coughing mucus, and I usually end up at the doctors office after unsuccessfully trying to fight it off naturally. So, today was the day for a much needed doctors visit. After I left the doctors office this afternoon, I headed to the pharmacy to fill a couple of prescriptions…cough medicine and birth control.Yes, one has nothing to do with the other. I just threw that in for effect đŸ™‚

I drop off my prescriptions and make my way to the grocery store. I pull into a parking space, roll down my windows, and start a text conversation. As I’m doing that, the owner of a car to my left, walks up and proceeds to load his groceries into the front passenger seat of his car.*side-eye* He finishes, locks his car door, and then pushes parks his shopping cart a few feet away, which placed him directly in front of my car…and he simply leaves his shopping cart there, directly in front of my car :/

Now, I know that you know that I was sitting in my car. I’m hard to miss. I’m brightly colored with lots of hair, and my windows were rolled down. Not to mention, you looked over at me the two times you banged my car. Oddly enough, I was too preoccupied to care…but I noticed. What bothered me about your sudden and irritating appearance into my life, was not the fact that you parked your cart in front of my car, or that you banged my car, but the fact that you unapologetically banged my car…not once but twice.

In the short amount of time that it took you to do all of that, you managed to disrespect and offend me several times. I don’t know if your rudeness is a result of ineffective parenting or if you’re simply jaded by your many life experiences. Either way, you managed to make me feel a way that I’m not comfortable feeling, and I am kinda pissed about that.

You glared at me as if I’d done something to you. My only mistake was unknowingly parking next to you. I could be over-thinking this, but I’m comfortable saying that I am not. We are regressing as a society. We are angry, willfully ignorant, and outright rude. It seems like we’ve began a descent into hell, right here on earth.

I tried not to feel so affected by your behavior, but here I am thinking and writing about it. Wondering what was it about me, or more importantly, what is it about you that caused you to callously disregard me as a human being. You probably haven’t thought about me as much as I’ve thought about you. I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing. Whatever the reason for your parking lot follies, I shall not let it keep me up tonight or give any more of my precious energy.y.

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