I just had an uncontrollable need for a coke and some packing tape. Luckily I live within eyesight of a Flying J so I headed off there a couple minutes ago. No packing tape, alas, I will have to look harder in my own house. There's got to be some around here somewhere.
There was a woman in the store. One of 'those' women. The kind who smoked a pack a day too many, and speaks in volumes normally reserved for the stage. My first notice of loud lady was when she loudly proclaimed that she was parked in the wrong spot - a spot that wasn't actually a parking spot. She told her 9 year old kid to go move the car while she stirred her coffee (the kid did not in fact do this, despite her repeated requests). At one point she loudly muttered, 'OH, did I lose my stir stick in here?'
I don't think it's the stir stick that's missing, if you catch my meaning.
I was still looking for packing tape while shamelessly being amused by this crazy lady. She moved on to the check out, pausing to remark loudly upon the cleverness of providing carrot cake for purchase by hungry customers. (Imagine that, knowing your customers well enough to sell what they want!)
She then saw the sandwich display. Whereupon she randomly asked her kids, 'If I let you slam 1 of your pops will you eat a bologna sandwich?'
Kids: 'YES!'
She loudly paid her bill ($1.56 in small change) and headed out to the car, talking yelling about how she had to phone the kids dad, he would think they were halfway to Saskatchewan, and they were in the wrong spot and also they needed to turn by the green arrow.
I was exhausted by the time I went to pay. As I left the store, I saw loud lady loading her kids into the car, whereupon she pulled out of the 'wrong' spot. While it is true that the spot she was in wasn't truly a legit parking spot, her solution was not really an improvement. As I got in my car and backed out, I saw that she had chosen to back into the spot next to the non-spot. The handicapped spot.
She hadn't even backed in the whole way - so she effectively blocked traffic on that whole side of the gas station.
I went out the back exit, to keep the stink of stupid off me as much as possible. I'm so pleased I had that coke craving.
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