In the Publix parking lot- Delibrately parked far away, in BFE- Just as I always do. Out of respect for his choice, I parked about 4 spaces away, yet still a hefty walk back to the store- No big deal. Upon returning, I noticed an older fellow dressed in everything you can buy from the Chevy Apparel Store, heading towards the Camaro- I'm talking ZL1 hat, T shirt, even Bowtie tennis shoes. The gentlemen was pushing his shopping cart with 3 small bags in it, which he pushed right up to within a few feet of the camaro, and proceeded to load his purchases in the trunk. Let me be clear, he had very few items- had it been me, I'd have ditched the cart inside the store and carried them, but to each their own. Regardless, I was already in the GP and waiting for the wife to come out, so I watched, with intention of giving at the least a thumbs up for his dedication. Not that I was suprised, but this fuccah proceeds to leave his shopping cart right behind the car, and get into the driver's seat- I took 3 seconds to try to reason with myself, and failed;
Me: "Kinda' defeats the purpose, doesn't it?"
Him: "Beg your pardon?"
Me: Parking a 60K camaro in the Australian Outback to avoid inconsiderate A$$holes like yourself."
He looked like he'd seen a ghost. God, I hate people.
Originally Posted by Slowpoke
