Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
I had to argue with a contractor over a parking space. We both had our signals on (for a fucking parking space. Ha!) and I pulled into the space and parked. Instead of looking for another, he waited behind me until I got out of my car and yelled "Hey man, that's not cool. Johnny Five, that's not cool" (presumably, he had read my rear plate).
I shrugged and he yelled again, "We were here first, man" to which I replied "No, I was."
Tired of the whole issue, I kept walking, shrugged one last time, and said "It's a crowded parking lot, dude."
Then he got behind me in line at the Chick-Fil-A.
Parking lot anarchy, ftw.
-Alfonzo
I shrugged and he yelled again, "We were here first, man" to which I replied "No, I was."
Tired of the whole issue, I kept walking, shrugged one last time, and said "It's a crowded parking lot, dude."
Then he got behind me in line at the Chick-Fil-A.
Parking lot anarchy, ftw.
-Alfonzo