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Parallel Parking my Butt

Posted on March 12th, 2008 in behavior, oddparents

I pulled our little Honda into a vast parking spot today and was about to disembark when I got "tooted" by another driver. Checking the mirror I saw a beached Lexus SUV angled into the ample space I’d left. The driver was frantically waving me forward, so I restarted the car and pulled up against the next car to accommodate her boat.

Cue High Noon music. We’d both parked and clearly we’d be meeting face to face, so I had to think of something say. I really wanted to be prickly — what my stepmother once termed "assholian." Here are the options that ran through my mind:

  • "Wow, those Lexus horns sure are intense!"
  • "San Francisco parking is tough, huh?" (We’re in the ‘burbish part of San Francisco now, so there was plenty of parking.)
  • "Sorry, I didn’t see that there was a boat behind me."
  • [anguished but silent stare]

But I’m a conciliating wuss, so I played nice. Mostly.

When Parking-Challenged Mom got out of the car and said tentatively "Oh, thanks…" I just said "No problem. That’s a big car, huh?" To which she smiled and mentioned that she was tired, which she illustrated by decanting her 8-month old from the car.

Funnily enough, there was more parallel parking to negotiate. It turns out we were both going to the same place, a make-up music class. As the class circle re-formed after one of the dances, this same mom sat plopped down right in front of Boobaby and me, leaving no room on either side. I tried to slide in next to them, but she didn’t notice.

I didn’t honk, though; I moved around to an empty spot on the other side of the circle.  Giving up a parking space (or rug space) without (much) complaint to a mom having a tough day should mean major karma points for me, right?

11 Responses to “Parallel Parking my Butt”

  1. God, I sooooo wanted to. Maybe not the ass-(arse-)kicking, but at least the glare.

    I am so not nice. I just pretend.

    Because I’m a wuss.

  2. Been there, seen that and done it on the EAST coast and in the snow thinking I was all there.. HATE those moments!!!
    GRAB THE SPACE!

  3. It sucks when people are clueless to those around them… but kudos to you for cuttin her some slack for having a tough day.

  4. If you’d been there I don’t know if you’d've said I cut her some slack. There might — just might — have been a little edge to my tone.

    Maybe.

    At first.

    :),

    Dd.

  5. Nah, I would have kicked her arse and keyed her car and then zoomed home to brag about it on my blog.

    But that is me. I am not nice like you.

  6. I suck at parallel parking. That was the one part of my driving exam that I didn’t pass. They gave me my license anyway because we didn’t have much need for parallel parking where I grew up. I avoid it like the plague.

    Definitely karma points to you.

  7. Aw, it’s not that hard, just something to learn. Changing a two-year old’s diaper when she doesn’t want it changed is hella harder.

  8. I can’t parallel part to save my life. However, I wouldn’t have honked at you.

    Good thing you weren’t assholian since you were both going to the same place!

  9. I can parallel part if Boo lets me get in there with a brush. It’s actually kind of neat — I can do three separate pigtails.

    :-P, Dd.

  10. Good for you! Great article, btw :)

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