I begin this post by singing, "Don't park, don't park, don't park so close to me," a la Sting.
I once went shopping with my Grandma Jean (Nebraska Grandma) and she opened her car door into another car. She said, "I'm old. I can do this sort of thing."
Yeah, well.
I'm pregnant. I can do that sort of thing.
Last week I dinged the door of a pretty navy blue BMW, a black Audi and several other imports in our parking lot. I don't mean to. It just happens. Almost every day.
Seriously. Don't park next to me.
I haven't dinged anything yet today...not a bad way to start the week.
A Halloween-esque Haiku in honor of door dings:
The phantom dinger--
She comes by it nat'rally.
Park far, far away.
I'll bring you Smarties in prison... Might be hard to blog from in there though.
ReplyDeleteLoved your confessions, I once took off the whole back side of a car when I turned out too quickly from my parking spot- If it's that bad now just wait till your 40 weeks along!! Laura
ReplyDeleteI was dinged the other day at County Market WHILE I WAS SITTING IN THE CAR. I literally didn't know what to do. I couldn't jump out of the car yelling, not because I'm such a nice guy, but because I am afraid of conflict. When I checked, I didn't notice anything new among the dents that are already there -
ReplyDeleteI was dinged while I was in the car too. It was a little old man. What got me though was that he looked right at me and turned around and walked away. I was stunned.
ReplyDeleteI like the lady who dinged me with her Lexus (just like Naomi and Jared's), and ended up with paint on her car. My plastic Saturn was just fine :)
ReplyDeleteThis is the only situation that i've ever been able to break the awkward silence with one word.
"Sucks."
alright, as the owner of a new car, i shake my fist at you! sorry, i'm not letting your prego-self off for this one, criminal.
ReplyDeletehilarious!
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