Don’t you hate it when someone parks too close to your car door for you to open it and get in? For years, that was a freak-out moment for me. “OMG this is totally my fault because I’m fat!! A normal person would be able to get in the car and I can’t!!! Eek!”
Never mind that this can happen to thin people too. In my mind, it was all about the fat.
Still, whether this causes a panic attack or not, the options are limited.
- If you are with someone else who can squeeze in, then you can ask them to at least pull the car out…but of course that calls attention to how they’re thinner than you.
- Or you can try to squeeze in yourself…and hope the other car’s owner doesn’t catch you scratching the paint on their car.
- Or you can decide to get coffee…and hope the other car isn’t there for the rest of the decade.
Not that this happens often. But given the number people who insist on parking their non-compact vehicles in compact spaces,* it does happen enough to drive me nuts.
Until one day when, once again, I couldn’t get into my car … and it occurred to me that the console between the front seats of my car isn’t very high. I could easily scoot across a bench seat … why couldn’t I maneuver over the console of my car?
So I tried it.
Tonight I was alone, facing a minivan that was parked about 6″ from the driver’s door of my compact car. I got in the front passenger seat, scooted over the center console to the driver seat, and drove home. No panic attacks necessary ;)
*Admittedly, not all parking lots have non-compact spaces anymore.