Reminds me of how my (able bodied) mom would drive around looking for a closer parking spot for far longer than it would have taken to just walk from the first available one.
Literally! Anytime I go to Costco i intentionally go to the furthest spots because they’re likely to be open and I’m fully capable of and enjoy walking.
My mother used to do that, too. I asked her about it, and she said, “You don’t know how scary it is for a woman to walk a long distance in a parking lot.”
Yeah, I’ll park a while away if it’s daytime, but I do get the creeps when I walk through an empty parking lot at night. I used to live in the US and drive regularly, and now I live in Germany and don’t, but I can therefore completely avoid parking lots even though I’m walking further, which honestly makes me feel a lot less targetable. I suspect the difference in general violence levels between the two countries has more to do with the difference in my perceived safety though.
That could be true in some cases. Not so much when it’s the middle of the day, in rich suburbia, with your family, and there’s a lot of other people around.
My favorite is people who slam on the brakes and make everyone behind them wait for them while they park at the first spot they find at a parking garage (whether the current occupant has left or not).
Like, there are stairs and/or an elevator. It would take you less time and effort to park next to those and everyone behind you can park at the same time.
There’s one in a shopping center I go to. The first row is always packed, the second row always has empty spaces. I always go straight for the second row, but I’m always the only person to do so. Thius enables me to park very close to the elevators with no searching, no hassle, no speed bumps. But all other cars kindly go around the whole carousel, no doubt hoping they will find a spot in first row. Which is often further from the elvators than my hassle-free second row spot. People are weird.
And because that took so long to explain and I just realized it might not be so easy to visualise, here’s a little illustration. The white line is me, the red line is everybody else.
Reminds me of how my (able bodied) mom would drive around looking for a closer parking spot for far longer than it would have taken to just walk from the first available one.
Literally! Anytime I go to Costco i intentionally go to the furthest spots because they’re likely to be open and I’m fully capable of and enjoy walking.
You also can’t ride the cart through the parking lot if you park too close. Then you just look silly kicking it up to speed for just a short ride.
(I’m almost 40 and still do this every time I have to go shopping, like a reward for completing the draining task)
Tough with the full cart (choo choo) but esp. rewarding when returning the empty: yee-haw!
I purposefully park in the back. I don’t get enough walking casually throughout the day. Plus I don’t want people to ding my car.
I literally cannot stand this when carbrains do it lol
My mother used to do that, too. I asked her about it, and she said, “You don’t know how scary it is for a woman to walk a long distance in a parking lot.”
Yeah, I’ll park a while away if it’s daytime, but I do get the creeps when I walk through an empty parking lot at night. I used to live in the US and drive regularly, and now I live in Germany and don’t, but I can therefore completely avoid parking lots even though I’m walking further, which honestly makes me feel a lot less targetable. I suspect the difference in general violence levels between the two countries has more to do with the difference in my perceived safety though.
That could be true in some cases. Not so much when it’s the middle of the day, in rich suburbia, with your family, and there’s a lot of other people around.
My favorite is people who slam on the brakes and make everyone behind them wait for them while they park at the first spot they find at a parking garage (whether the current occupant has left or not).
Like, there are stairs and/or an elevator. It would take you less time and effort to park next to those and everyone behind you can park at the same time.
There’s one in a shopping center I go to. The first row is always packed, the second row always has empty spaces. I always go straight for the second row, but I’m always the only person to do so. Thius enables me to park very close to the elevators with no searching, no hassle, no speed bumps. But all other cars kindly go around the whole carousel, no doubt hoping they will find a spot in first row. Which is often further from the elvators than my hassle-free second row spot. People are weird.
And because that took so long to explain and I just realized it might not be so easy to visualise, here’s a little illustration. The white line is me, the red line is everybody else.