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Enduring Parking Lots
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Enduring Parking Lots Hi. Unedited here, right into the screen. First let me state that I have a tendency to sit in a parking lot while listening to a tune on the radio that has caught my attention. So today, I had plenty of running around to do. Which generally means, jockeying in and out of parking lots. It's kinda raining here -- not a lot, but sprinkling in such a way that most folks carry an umbrella or "jog" to the entrance of where-so-ever they happen to be parked at. So, without even including the madness my mother and I endured this morning in the parking lots of two used book stores... Just now, I pulled into a gas station. I needed some smokes, and this is the best/most convenient place to obtain them. A song was on the radio. My<b> vintage </font></b>minivan does not allow for a "line in" so, outside of sticking in a CD (remember those?) I am at the mercy of whatever is "in the air". It happened to be "No Rain" by Blind Melon, which I thought was ironic (since it was raining) -- however, if I was the "on-air" DJ, I too, would succumb to the possibility of a song begging for clear skies to hit the airwaves -- kinda like a prayer, but I digress. Anyway... sitting there, singing along -- here comes the tanker truck that delivers the gas to the place I am parked. Like, exactly behind me. The song ends, and I walk indoors. No attempt to avoid the raindrops that continue to fall from the gray skies. I don't mind getting wet from rain. My cashier knows what I am there for and has my pack ready and rung-up before I even approach the counter. I pay. We chat. I split. Get into my vehicle and, doggone it, if that truck still isn't hindering my ability to back-out. Compound this conundrum with the fact that some other fool has parked perpendicular to me, making my escape a real "through the eye of the needle" kind of maneuver. After my seventeen-point-turn, lo and behold, I am free from that parking lot. But wait... Gotta drive across the street to the convenience store to pick up some other sundry items. Sounds easy, but in this town... at that intersection... all freakin' divided boulevards with concrete medians separating one direction from the other. No worries, this is old hat. I even know a "shortcut" of sorts. Finally, I make it to the other merchant and what awaits me but another tune on the radio that I simply cannot leave my vehicle without hearing until the end. I find a spot, right up front. Park. Sing along. While "Californication" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers plays out, I observe THREE low speed, in-parking-lot near accidents! When the song ends and I go inside... all I keep thinking is to be really careful when leaving the lot. Folks are crazy out there. Departing my space, two cars vying for my location, I have to avoid not one... but two moving vehicles so as to not "meet by accident". Got me to thinking about a fact I had heard quite a while ago and still mystifies me. The "collision" is a completely man-made phenomenon. When was the last time you saw a klutzy collision in nature? Did you know that the first town in America to have two motor vehicles in it only lasted ten days before the two horseless carriages ran into one another? Entire schools of fish able to maneuver in sync with one another. Flocks of birds, turning direction on a dime (!) without an in-flight collision. Goofy thoughts. Got any? |
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I do know a story about a goat that ran into a Buick...but it was on purpose. Brand new shiny black Buick, one of those mid fifties models with about the same amount of iron in them as a taconite freighter. Uncle drives it into the dooryard to show it off to his kin, and that goat saw his reflection in the big door of that Buick. So he rammed it, hard, and put a huge dent in that right off the showroom floor Roadmaster. Uncle was not happy, but the goat lived. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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11/15/2014 8:03 am |
It is amazing how flocks of birds and schools of fish are so in sync with each other. It's a scientific phenomenon. They can tune into a certain connectivity that is present in this universe most people haven't yet tapped into to or perhaps have lost.
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