Saturday evening around 5:00, I was at the Backroads Casey's to get scratchers. I was not happy to see a car parked over the line at the lone handicap space. At least it's way down at the end, by the trash dumpster area, so without a parking space on the right side of the handicap one. I parked T-Hoe far enough away from that over-line car so that I could get my door all the way open.
It takes me a while to dismount from T-Hoe. Open the door as far as it will go. Move left foot out onto the running board, then the right foot. Then I kind of slide down from the seat, landing on the left foot while letting the right foot come off the running board when I'm halfway to the ground, so as not to bend the knee too tightly. THEN I have to hold onto the door and the side of the car, getting my feet balanced under me as I turn to close the door.
A lady came out of the store and stood on the sidewalk, waiting for me to close the door so she could get to the passenger side of her car. You know what, lady?
YOU WOULD HAVE HAD ROOM IF YOU HADN'T PARKED OVER THE LINE!
Yes, I know that she was not driving, but whoever her partner was should have known better. I always tell Hick when he parks on or over the line, heh, heh! Then he re-adjusts A-Cad, because he doesn't want to listen to me complaining my continued advice.
She didn't say anything, and I didn't look her in the face, but you know how you can tell by a person's body language when they're annoyed.
I'm really NOT sorry that she had to wait for me to get out of her way. The situation could have been avoided.
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