This is prompted by the 'aggressive drivers toward Jeeps' thread from the other day, and yesterday's events.
So I took my son & his fiancé out to lunch at one of my favorite local small town microbreweries, the boy drove us in his new car, 2023 Elantra, pretty sweet little ride, they’ve come a long way. We end up getting a parking spot on the street directly in front of the bar & the hostess seats us at the table right up against the giant garage door/window thing so we were literally maybe 8 feet away from his car. There was one more parking spot in front of his & beyond that there was a sidewalk bump-out. When we arrived only our spot was open so he parallel parked into it. I only bring that up because he did the one-turn back in/cut back so perfectly he didn’t even need to pull up an inch or make any other adjustments so I commented nice job dude, most people don’t seem to have that skill anymore. Maybe it was just luck, dunno, don’t care, but I digress.
Over the two hours +/- we were there, the car in the spot in front of his departed and we were treated to a procession of idiots that couldn’t parallel park to save their lives. You know the kind. The dopes that pull in headfirst & no matter how many times it doesn’t work they just keep trying, eventually they leave in frustration. Then there’s the back in types that never know when to cut the wheel. They either back directly into the curb or cut it way too soon & end up 3 feet from the curb. Yesterday, I’m not exaggerating when I say this primo spot, directly in the center of downtown where all the action is, remained empty because no less than 4 cars ‘tried’ to park in it & left in frustration. And it was a GIANT spot.
Fast forward & we’re done, we walk outside & we’re standing directly adjacent to my son’s car & the empty spot chatting about whether we wanted to bolt or roam around town for a bit when I see a giant Escalade pull up next to the bump-out. I say outloud watch this guy, my money says he nails it. The thing back up, cuts the wheel in perfectly then cuts back perfectly & brings the boat in maybe 6 inches & perfectly parallel to the sidewalk. As I’m standing there patting myself on the back for calling it all 3 of us watched in slow motion as the dude kept coming back, far further than he had to & boom, kissed the front of my son’s car, pushed it backwards maybe 2-3 inches, then he decides to pull forward for the final resting spot.
No big deal, it wasn’t a high-speed thing, but I’m a dick so as soon as the door opens I say thanks for hitting our car, assuming they knew damn well what happened. To my surprise it was an overly aggressive & annoying fat woman whom I assume after the exchange that occurred could only be named Karen, commenced to scream at me like a lunatic denying that she hit the car, telling me she has a reverse camera and would have seen it, & that I was crazy, then ran around taking pictures of everything saying show me the damage. I reminded her I didn’t say there was damage & I had only thanked her for hitting it.
This 1000% entitled Karen then jumps back in her giant waste of space Escalade & screams "why do you care you’re only driving a piece of shit Hyundai, & you wouldn’t say anything if my husband were here”, to which my son says “yea because he would’ve been driving & wouldn’t have hit my car” , she then storms off presumably to go crash into someone else’s car.
Anyway, the anger & rage in this woman was palpable. After she rolled the three of us were just laughing, no damage, just a very odd incident & a beyond odd overreaction. My first question was am I crazy, cause that would be believable, did I not see her hit your car – they both said no, we all watched it.
2022, the human race is circling the drain.
So I took my son & his fiancé out to lunch at one of my favorite local small town microbreweries, the boy drove us in his new car, 2023 Elantra, pretty sweet little ride, they’ve come a long way. We end up getting a parking spot on the street directly in front of the bar & the hostess seats us at the table right up against the giant garage door/window thing so we were literally maybe 8 feet away from his car. There was one more parking spot in front of his & beyond that there was a sidewalk bump-out. When we arrived only our spot was open so he parallel parked into it. I only bring that up because he did the one-turn back in/cut back so perfectly he didn’t even need to pull up an inch or make any other adjustments so I commented nice job dude, most people don’t seem to have that skill anymore. Maybe it was just luck, dunno, don’t care, but I digress.
Over the two hours +/- we were there, the car in the spot in front of his departed and we were treated to a procession of idiots that couldn’t parallel park to save their lives. You know the kind. The dopes that pull in headfirst & no matter how many times it doesn’t work they just keep trying, eventually they leave in frustration. Then there’s the back in types that never know when to cut the wheel. They either back directly into the curb or cut it way too soon & end up 3 feet from the curb. Yesterday, I’m not exaggerating when I say this primo spot, directly in the center of downtown where all the action is, remained empty because no less than 4 cars ‘tried’ to park in it & left in frustration. And it was a GIANT spot.
Fast forward & we’re done, we walk outside & we’re standing directly adjacent to my son’s car & the empty spot chatting about whether we wanted to bolt or roam around town for a bit when I see a giant Escalade pull up next to the bump-out. I say outloud watch this guy, my money says he nails it. The thing back up, cuts the wheel in perfectly then cuts back perfectly & brings the boat in maybe 6 inches & perfectly parallel to the sidewalk. As I’m standing there patting myself on the back for calling it all 3 of us watched in slow motion as the dude kept coming back, far further than he had to & boom, kissed the front of my son’s car, pushed it backwards maybe 2-3 inches, then he decides to pull forward for the final resting spot.
No big deal, it wasn’t a high-speed thing, but I’m a dick so as soon as the door opens I say thanks for hitting our car, assuming they knew damn well what happened. To my surprise it was an overly aggressive & annoying fat woman whom I assume after the exchange that occurred could only be named Karen, commenced to scream at me like a lunatic denying that she hit the car, telling me she has a reverse camera and would have seen it, & that I was crazy, then ran around taking pictures of everything saying show me the damage. I reminded her I didn’t say there was damage & I had only thanked her for hitting it.
This 1000% entitled Karen then jumps back in her giant waste of space Escalade & screams "why do you care you’re only driving a piece of shit Hyundai, & you wouldn’t say anything if my husband were here”, to which my son says “yea because he would’ve been driving & wouldn’t have hit my car” , she then storms off presumably to go crash into someone else’s car.
Anyway, the anger & rage in this woman was palpable. After she rolled the three of us were just laughing, no damage, just a very odd incident & a beyond odd overreaction. My first question was am I crazy, cause that would be believable, did I not see her hit your car – they both said no, we all watched it.
2022, the human race is circling the drain.