I am in awe of all the cussin’, cousin. Dayum.
'The fuck? Are you serious? Are you suggesting that people be smart and considerate?
Blocking the aisle when there are spots available the next aisle over? That’s both rude and lazy (unless you have special needs – and not feeling like walking is not a special need). But in some lots (and even certain towns) blocking for a spot is the only option. If you don’t do it, the person behind you will, and he’s the one that will end up parking. I cite the small town of Edgartown, MA, in the height of summer. If you have to walk less than half a mile to your destination, the parking gods have smiled upon you.
Me. No kidding. I have FANTASTIC luck with parking spaces. I rarely, VERY rarely, have to park more than 3-5 spaces back from the front of the row. I can’t remember the last time I’ve had anything other than front row parking at our local grocery store. My wife hates it and cusses me up and down when I pull in and get front space parking but she, when she’s alone with the kids, has to park in the back 40. Several co-workers have commented on it too. We’ll be walking out together at the end of the day and I stop at my car and they keep hiking to the back of the row and ask me “how did you get that space?”
Cause I’m a parking god. Like Rob McKenna, but with a cooler power. Almost all the times my power has failed me were at this one Wal-Mart that we don’t go to often. Pretty much anywhere else you can see my car from the door ninety-five times out of a hundred.
AND, I don’t wait on people or follow them out. The spots are just open, waiting for me.
Enjoy,
Steven
I can understand discouraging this behavior when there are spaces to be had, just further out than one might like. But you seem to be talking about malls at Christmas when a space is available only right after someone’s vacated it. In that case, what’s so bad about their following you out?
I generally try to be diplomatic about it, and ask them if I can follow them, or give them a ride. But either way, what’s wrong with it?
Wow, a transplant Texan saying that Yankees need to get a move on. In other news: fire hydrant pees on dog. 
Another one who can swear that at least in the last 10 years I have never ever waited for a parking spot unless they were actively engaged in pulling out that minute, i.e., actually blocking me from proceeding anyway! But I will point out that I live in upstate NY. Yes, the parking lots get jammed full, but there’s always more, across the street, or whatever.
However, do I really have a problem with people sitting in the car and fiddling with whatever? Nah, unless they’re doing it on purpose. I am one of those people who 97% of the time is ready to go three seconds after I park my ass in the seat, but not everyone is like this.
Don’t do it if you’re a guy and she’s a woman. It looks creepy and stories have been told of rapists doing this.
Otherwise, it’s Ok by me. Just don’t block traffic.
Geez, I thought all of Statesboro was close enough to walk to school.
Or at least, that’s how it seemed when my wife was briefly an instructor there, back in another lifetime.
Roger on the ‘not blocking traffic’ part.
But on the other bit, we’re not talking about some remote place, but a crowded parking lot. If she’s turning and looking at me like she’s afraid rather than annoyed, then I’ll move on, but that hasn’t happened yet.
When in Atlanta around the 4th of July the girlfriend and I decided to pick up some things at Ikea, get ourselves a cheap lunch (at Ikea), and then head back to Jackson.
Since we had to be back to Jackson by 5pm to pick up the dogs we decided to show up early. Naturally, we got there about half an hour before they opened so we had a primo parking spot.
So, shopping done, we wheel out two huge-ass carts of furniture. One woman stops her car in the intersection of two aisles and waits for us to load our stuff in. There was a lot, it was going to take a while, and it was going to take some creative packing to get everything in well.
Still, she waits. We’ve been here for a good five minutes and she’s still blocking traffic.
Then we pushed our carts into the corral and went to get ourselves a nice, economical lunch.
(waves finger in angry bitch’s direction)
-Joe
Would it have been so unreasonable for one of you to go up to her when you were loading your car and let her know you weren’t going to be leaving your space? It seems to me that while yes, she was discourteous to block the aisles, you were also pretty damn discourteous to her, too, by not warning her all her waiting would be in vain. If I know I’m not going to be pulling out after putting stuff in my car, I tell anyone waiting for my spot, and I’ve had people tell me the same thing. It’s called treating other people nicely. You might try it some time.
Nope. If she is the kind of rude idiot who blocks traffic while waiting for people to load fucking furniture, she deserves a little smackdown.
And so do, apprently all the people waiting behind her.
I pray to the traffic gods (plural) who make it possible for me to get from my place in West Seattle all the way to the eastside in about 20 minutes instead of the 30-40 that it seems to take everyone else. It seems to work for me, for the most part. (And no, I don’t drive like a demon)
That said, ooching along behind someone walking out to their car has always struck me as vaguely impolite. I’m aware that I have weird standards, but it bothers me when someone else does that, so I try not to do it myself. If possible, I’ll do a quick roundabout of the row.
I think it might be worth it to be one of those people waiting behind her just to see that and say, “Ah hah, bitch!”
I’m not lazy, and I don’t mind walking. What I mind is walking in the COLD. It’s been unseasonably cold for November here. However, while I might wait a few moments for someone who is already pulling out, or who is in the vehicle and has obviously started it. To me, at least with how crowded parking lots here always are (doesn’t seem to matter what time of day), it’s really rude. Not to mention, it’s a lot faster and more convenient for the waitee to pull around and find another spot.
You (collective you, not pointing out anyone in this thread) wouldn’t just be holding up one person, you’d be clogging up the whole enchilada within just a minute or two.
Yep. I eat Dunkin Donuts and honk my horn now. It’s time for me to move back home!
Asphalta, eidolon of Road Without Potholes and Convenient Parking Spots.
PS, to those wondering why someone would circle the parking lot for several minutes instead of just parking out in the North 40. For me, it’s what I mentioned before. The cold…the painful skin burning, cheek frostbiting COLD.
When it’s already 10 below, and the windchill is pushing the temp closer to minus 40 (springtime in AK 40 below and all that rot), BELIEVE you me, every step closer to the entrance counts and counts big.
Sitting in a nice warm vehicle, even if you have to wait longer to get, yes even just one item, is so far preferable to walking that far in the cold, I don’t have words. In the case of cold, (have I mentioned how much I hate cold? I know, I know… I’m a rotten excuse for an Alaskan :D), I’ve got all the patience in the world for circling and waiting.
Unless, as mentioned upthread, they can’t get around her. :mad: <-- her, not you