Well the car is still in the shop. This time it sounds like the guy actually began to look at it. It's some lame-ass computer malfunction thingy. So I have a strong feeling I am going to have to end up taking it back to the dealer. So I was able to get a ride from a friend today and another one will pick me up tomorrow. Again, you just have to be grateful for good friends.
To thank my buddy who picked me up this morning, I bought him breakfast, which meant coming into work even later, but ask me if I really care. Thank my other friend for today's ride home, I bought him lunch. We went to this nice Peruvian restraunt around the corner from our office. The girl that runs the place is smokin' hot. I will assume she is Peruvian, but she is incredibly cute.
But a funny thing happened before we could go in. We had to park. Now this place is always crowded and we have had a few uh, 'incidents' before. So we are driving through the lot and this white car cuts us off and zooms ahead. We notice a guy getting into a silver truck and the white car is at least 3-4 stalls AHEAD of the truck and us. My buddy stops his car to wait for the truck to back out, and suddenly the white car has reversed and is motioning for us to back up so he can steal the space. I am just staring in absolute disbelief. After many years of parking on a college campus, you know that when someone is about 3-4 car stalls ahead, they have passed their opportunity. Well this guy was too important for that.
And he won't move, we wave him off, but he just sits there, switching to reverse every few seconds to scare us back. Now my buddy will not budge and meanwhile the guy in the truck is bewildered as well. He just wants to get back to work before his boss fires him, but he is just silently sitting there. So I said hell with this, got out of the car, walked up to the white car's passenger side and motion for him to move on. I am speaking rather loudly and he rolls down the window so I can speak directly to him. I keep repeating my mantra to him "you passed it, keep moving...you passed it, keep moving" and motion my arms accordingly. With the most feeble excuse he says, "no I was following that guy" to which I reply, "you passed it, keep moving." He wants me to ask someone standing behind us waiting for his wife, if they are leaving. Like suddenly he is being helpful and pointing out another possible place for us to park. I reply something to the effect that I don't care, repeat the mantra one more time and back off and ignore his further pleas. I throw in one more command, "at the very least move so this guy can go home.'
Walking away, he finally sees he will get nowhere with me and drives off. We park and go in to eat.
I normally don't do such things, but that was just too much. He didn't follow that guy, he didn't just pass him by one car stall. No way was I letting that kind of crap go. Especially when I am hungry and was looking forward to seeing the hot Peruvian girl again.