I went to the supermarket early this morning and parked in the furthest corner of the carpark. I can't be doing with everyone wanting to park so close to the shop and more or less in with the trollies so they don't have to walk far. I always manage to get boxed into as people must love my car so much that they want to park so close that I can't get back in it! So, parked at the furthest point of the car park and happy that I would be able to get back in the car, off I went to spend my money.
On return to my car guess what!? Yep, I was once again boxed in and so much so that I couldn't even open the drivers door. I can't climb over the gear stick/centre console as it's rather high and I wouldn't get my leg over it (ooh 'er!). I unloaded the shopping and waited....by time the fella returned I was rather cross as I had been there for 15 minutes unable to move. He looked a grumpy kinda guy so I thought perhaps I shouldn't shout at him....yet! He gave me the up and down look in that mad way and I smiled politely and asked him very nicely why he had parked so close to my car. OMG!!! I was right, we wasn't a very nice person. Goodness me, I was called every name under the sun. I just stood there with my mouth wide open in horror. He was waving his arms, jumping up and down (yes really he was!) and just being cross. By now I had an audience 
I had been unable to get a word in edgeways while this nutter performed so I just let him get it off his chest and boy did he! After about 10 minutes he calmed down, got into his car and drove off. WTF???!?!?!!
Why me??
