Carpark wars

It seems like at every Christmas, I always manage to get into a carpark fight, you know the ones, where you and another car have been waiting for that one car spot and then you play chicken to see who will back down as you both try to drive into that spot. Well, that happened to me today. I followed this woman to her car, which was the last one on the aisle. I waited a few cars behind and when she was nearly out, I crept nearer. It was then that I saw that there was another car waiting in the lane perpendicular to the one I was in and by this time, that car had come forward too. I was in a "don't-mess-with-me" mood so I wasn't going to let that woman have it and I tell by the way that the car, which was leaving, was backing out, that I was going to get in first. As I drove in, that mole in the other car got out and banged on my passenger seat window. As if I was gonna roll down my window to talk to that biatch, so she started screaming through the window, saying how she had been waiting in the carpark for half an hour, and that I had only come in blah blah blah. Firstly, it's not my fault she has no skill to bag a spot and that I am a far more superior driver than her. In a carpark, there's no first come, first serve rule - it's survival of the fittest. Secondly, there was another car a couple spots over which was leaving too and I was actually waiting for that one, but to avoid further gridlock I went into the one that left first. If that troll had opened the eyes on her fugly face, she would have seen that there was another car going and that she can take that spot. Thirdly, I had followed the woman to her car, thus justifying my right to take her spot.

ARGH!!! I think I ended up screaming something back at her (bear in mind that my grandma was sandwiched between this, not knowing what was really going on). By that time, I had already parked my car and stopped the engine so I wasn't going anyway. The woman knew this and had to go back into her car. As she drove past, she gave me a death stare which I promptly ignored. I have learnt the best way to piss someone off is just to ignore them, to treat them like they aren't there. People like her are not worth my time, my acknowledging their existence. Man, I need this t-shirt:


It's times like this when I think Christmas is overrated. It brings out the worst in people and the mad, frantic rush to buy and hoard is ridiculous. In the supermarket, people were stocking up like the world was about to end. The only good thing about Christmas is that its end brings about the beginning of the post-Christmas sales, which is another whole new level of madness.

I found my inner bitch and I ran with her.
- Courtney Love