PARKING.

Whoever woulda thunk that one of the most agonizing and complicated experiences in life can be trying to find a parking space?!

You circle around and around, going in circles, turning left here and right there, sometimes getting so nauseous even your gas tank begins to throw up. (I’ll pass on the word “agitated” for now) You circle for what seems like forever, looking, searching, and hoping for that perfect parking spot.

At last you glimpse a space in the distance, a break in the long line of cars parked peacefully for the night, this little space is just waiting there, almost as if it’s there just for you, designated for you, calling for you… But is it really it, can this possible the right one?

You pull up alongside “the spot” in your car, and begin to judge, analyze, and measure. Can this be it? Is this the right spot, the right size, is this space really the one for you and able to accommodate you, will you fit in ok?

Then begins the slow process of parking: You move in slowly at first, being ever so cautious of your surroundings, careful not to scratch or dent. The process must be dealt with, with utmost caution, lest you accidentally scrape or scratch and then be forced to make a run for it.



(Ok I know this is already beginning to get drawn out, but hey it’s a long procedure ya know) After making the initial move into your space you now begin to evaluate your next move, again more judging and contemplating is required as you begin the next “parking move” slowly releasing the breaks you begin to move again, maneuvering and shifting, looking over your shoulders at each little budge, making sure all is right, knowing that the slightest wrong move can mean the end of this parking space.

Oh and lets not forget the (annoying?) person or two who walks up besides your car, courteous and helpful, sweet as can be, doing his best to help guide you into your designated parking spot. Stop, go, turn, no straighten out, the (helpful?) advice is constant and loud, making sure that you hear, making sure you park to perfection… Of course sometimes that same person might just sadly shake his head from side to side and solemnly inform you that this particular parking space just doesn’t seem right for you, and it's time to bgin your search anew for that PERFECT PARKING SPOT.



Lucky are those who’ve got driveways.

Ever try to find parking in Brooklyn at 4 in the morning? As the joke goes about parking spots “most of the good ones all already taken, The rest either aren’t straight or are handicapped" :p Yet somehow B"H we all end up finding our designated spot.

Here’s to finding that “perfect” parking spot. L’chaim.

Parking Fine
"You know, somebody actually complimented me on my driving today. They left a little note on the windscreen, it said 'Parking Fine.' It's nice to know there are such nice people out there.