So, parking lot, we meet again. This time, I'm afraid things aren't going to go the way you expected them to go. Nuh-uh. This time, I'm not going to pull my car into one of your far-from-the-store spaces with my usual barely audible mutterings. No, this time, you're going to hear me out. I have some things to say to you. Some things need to change. Let's start with the handicap spaces.
I'm sorry, but since when did we have so many handicapped people heading out to the mall on a Wednesday afternoon? Was there a polio outbreak I wasn't aware of? Are the Special Olympics in town this weekend? Why do I think the Special Olympics are a travelling show, like Ringling Bros? Parking lot, you don't seem to have the answers, so I guess I'll have to provide them myself. 1) There are only about 1300 polio cases worldwide. That doesn't even cover the handicapped spaces at Target. 2) No, the Special Olympics are not in town this weekend. 3) I actually don't think that, but that would be kind of cool. I would go.
The problem isn't any of those things, though. The problem is that the DMV hands out those blue placards like they're candy. Don't think for a minute that you actually have to be handicapped to get one of those things. You just have to be old. This needs to change. My proposal: make a space on each placard that gives the reason for the card's necessity. Because it damn sure isn't obvious by watching the people themselves get out of their cars, sprinting gayly to the front doors of the mall.
Another thing about special parking spaces. The spaces designated for cops? Why? Since when do the cops have any problem parking anywhere they damn well feel like it? In the fire lane, on the curb, on top of your car, they don't give a shit. They don't need a space for themselves.
The only thing worse than that is driving down the wrong aisle. In many major parking lots, there are arrows printed on the pavement to show which way traffic is supposed to be moving (I know for a fact that many of you were unaware of this until now). Now, of course, no one is able to avoid being "arrowneous" for an entire lifetime. That's okay. After all, when two cars meet in the middle of an aisle, both of them assuming themselves to be in the right, comedy happens!