R50/53 There is a tax on stupid people...
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From: Neenah, WI
...and today I'm the Tax Collector.
Not an hour ago I came out of Target to find some cow trying to stuff her new file cabinet in to the back seat of her Prelude SH. This would have just made for some light comedy at the expense of her lack or spatial reasoning had my car not been parked next to hers, and had her giant caboose not been grinding her door into mine. Grrr. :evil:
The damage didn't look like anything other than scratches in the clearcoat, so I kept my cool, collected her insurance info w/o any hassle, and had planned on just trying to buff it out. Well on the way home I was getting more and more pissed about it, stopped to check out the door again and sure enough it looks like she got through the paint in two tiny spots. Not that big a deal, but dammit, my car is only 3 weeks old!
So I reported it to her insurance. I almost feel bad for her, but it was her own stupid fault for not paying attention to what she was doing. Maybe this will keep her from doing the same thing to someone else's nice car.
Not an hour ago I came out of Target to find some cow trying to stuff her new file cabinet in to the back seat of her Prelude SH. This would have just made for some light comedy at the expense of her lack or spatial reasoning had my car not been parked next to hers, and had her giant caboose not been grinding her door into mine. Grrr. :evil:
The damage didn't look like anything other than scratches in the clearcoat, so I kept my cool, collected her insurance info w/o any hassle, and had planned on just trying to buff it out. Well on the way home I was getting more and more pissed about it, stopped to check out the door again and sure enough it looks like she got through the paint in two tiny spots. Not that big a deal, but dammit, my car is only 3 weeks old!
So I reported it to her insurance. I almost feel bad for her, but it was her own stupid fault for not paying attention to what she was doing. Maybe this will keep her from doing the same thing to someone else's nice car.
Sadly, such stupidity is not always cureable. It would probably take finding her car pummelled with a ball peen hammer to make her even think about her actions, though she would most likely not recall what she did to cause it.
At least you were fortunate enough to see who did it, and to collect her insurance info. I would get it fixed and be damnned particular about the results.
At least you were fortunate enough to see who did it, and to collect her insurance info. I would get it fixed and be damnned particular about the results.
Are you saying she was a real Bummer?
Some folks are so clueless. Having a claim against her insurance may get her attention. Then again, she might be suffering from mad "cow" and not be able to control her movements. Boy that would stink.
Some folks are so clueless. Having a claim against her insurance may get her attention. Then again, she might be suffering from mad "cow" and not be able to control her movements. Boy that would stink.
Probably not the best time to share these ideas, but here they are, in the order I always look for:
1. Never park near another car at all if you can help it.
2. Choose a parking place where one side or the other can't have a car (building, median strip, etc) and hug that side so that any door swinging open will not come anywhere near yours.
3. Never park where something can roll downhill into your car (shopping cart!)- park on the uphill incline in any parking lot.
4. Parallel park.
I'll park quite a distance away from where I'm going to make sure of the above. I trust absolutely NO ONE in a parking situation.
1. Never park near another car at all if you can help it.
2. Choose a parking place where one side or the other can't have a car (building, median strip, etc) and hug that side so that any door swinging open will not come anywhere near yours.
3. Never park where something can roll downhill into your car (shopping cart!)- park on the uphill incline in any parking lot.
4. Parallel park.
I'll park quite a distance away from where I'm going to make sure of the above. I trust absolutely NO ONE in a parking situation.
>>Probably not the best time to share these ideas, but here they are, in the order I always look for:
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>>1. Never park near another car at all if you can help it.
>>2. Choose a parking place where one side or the other can't have a car (building, median strip, etc) and hug that side so that any door swinging open will not come anywhere near yours.
>>3. Never park where something can roll downhill into your car (shopping cart!)- park on the uphill incline in any parking lot.
>>4. Parallel park.
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>>I'll park quite a distance away from where I'm going to make sure of the above. I trust absolutely NO ONE in a parking situation.
!00% correct!!
The tax on stupid people is called the lottery. On in a gazillion wins big and ever other person just knows they are next.
Earl
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>>1. Never park near another car at all if you can help it.
>>2. Choose a parking place where one side or the other can't have a car (building, median strip, etc) and hug that side so that any door swinging open will not come anywhere near yours.
>>3. Never park where something can roll downhill into your car (shopping cart!)- park on the uphill incline in any parking lot.
>>4. Parallel park.
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>>I'll park quite a distance away from where I'm going to make sure of the above. I trust absolutely NO ONE in a parking situation.
!00% correct!!
The tax on stupid people is called the lottery. On in a gazillion wins big and ever other person just knows they are next.
Earl
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FMS - I follow those rules as much as possible, but sometimes with a kid in the car it's a real pain to park in BFE. I may start getting used to it though.
I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
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Here are some more parking "rules" that I follow as much as possible:
--Never park next to large two-door cars.
--Never park next to a car that's less expensive than your own.
--Park next to the single most expensive car you can find (when given a choice).
--Don't parallel park behind people with a tow-hitch.
--If you find, after parallel parking, that one or both of the cars on either side of you are missing large amounts of paint on their bumpers, you'd better go find another spot.
--The worse shape a car is in, the greater the chance that the owner doesn't give a rat's *** about his or her car; and, therefore, the greater the chance that they won't give a rat's *** about your door or bumper.
--When given a choice, park next to freshly detailed cars.
Enjoy!
--Never park next to large two-door cars.
--Never park next to a car that's less expensive than your own.
--Park next to the single most expensive car you can find (when given a choice).
--Don't parallel park behind people with a tow-hitch.
--If you find, after parallel parking, that one or both of the cars on either side of you are missing large amounts of paint on their bumpers, you'd better go find another spot.
--The worse shape a car is in, the greater the chance that the owner doesn't give a rat's *** about his or her car; and, therefore, the greater the chance that they won't give a rat's *** about your door or bumper.
--When given a choice, park next to freshly detailed cars.
Enjoy!
SUV's with kids getting buckled in the back with the back door gouging yours is real common around here.
Some of it is stupid, I will agree. But most of it is just plain don't give #&%@! Just like they drive them.
I am lucky I have other clunkers. I can leave MINI out of the stall spots.
Regards,
Red
Some of it is stupid, I will agree. But most of it is just plain don't give #&%@! Just like they drive them.
I am lucky I have other clunkers. I can leave MINI out of the stall spots.
Regards,
Red
I want to have a switch that morphs the MINI into a huge ironclad car like the Batmobile when you park it. That way no one can dent or damage the MINI with their usual self absorbed non caring actions.
Though in the there is a GOD chapter of life I saw a guy at best buy last christmas get out of his big old Grand Cherokee fling the door open hit the car next to him and run in. As I was coming out I see this same jerk loading a refrigerator onto the ROOF of the Cherokee and drive away. As he exits the lot and hits the little curb I hear this bang and to his surprise and my guilty delight his roof caved in about six inches in the center.
Though in the there is a GOD chapter of life I saw a guy at best buy last christmas get out of his big old Grand Cherokee fling the door open hit the car next to him and run in. As I was coming out I see this same jerk loading a refrigerator onto the ROOF of the Cherokee and drive away. As he exits the lot and hits the little curb I hear this bang and to his surprise and my guilty delight his roof caved in about six inches in the center.
>>I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
There is no logic to such persons as you described, one might only chalk it up to envy.
Or, perhaps such a person is just the south end of a northbound mule.
Anyway, I feel your pain.
As far as the woman with the giant as..., I mean caboose, do contact her insurance company.
Maybe if such stupid, insensitive, unaware persons were made to suffer because of their actions they might change their ways.
(Last statement was drug induced pipe dream.)

There is no logic to such persons as you described, one might only chalk it up to envy.
Or, perhaps such a person is just the south end of a northbound mule.
Anyway, I feel your pain.
As far as the woman with the giant as..., I mean caboose, do contact her insurance company.
Maybe if such stupid, insensitive, unaware persons were made to suffer because of their actions they might change their ways.
(Last statement was drug induced pipe dream.)

>>I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door.<<
Well, now I've heard everything.
Well, now I've heard everything.
>>FMS - I follow those rules as much as possible, but sometimes with a kid in the car it's a real pain to park in BFE. I may start getting used to it though.
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>>I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
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There is no logic there, she is just an evil bi**c, I hate people like that.
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>>I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
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There is no logic there, she is just an evil bi**c, I hate people like that.
--Park next to the single most expensive car you can find (when given a choice).
Regards, Mark
A month after I got my MCS, I'm driving home and waiting to turn right at the lights - looking left for my opening, and a drunken lout crosses in front of me on a bicycle, just as I inched forward to see past the parked car on my left.
BAM! He hits the front of my car, then toddles off cursing at me, but cycling away! I'm in rush hour traffic... what do I do? I'm panicking at the thought of damage, wondering whether to chase this guy (who looks like he has no money, insurance, etc.) The light goes green and people are honking for me to go. So I go. I refuse to look until I get home. When I do I see that his pedal had hit my licence plate and ripped one of the sides right out of the bumper. I see some other minor scratches, but think I got off ok. Then I walk to my door and see that his handle bars had hit just above wheel. on the rounded front. CRAP!!! My stomach does a loop-dee-loop. a 1-1/2" scratch & dent, scratched right to the metal.
So I drive to my local Ding Specialist and ask him how much. "I can make that disappear for $180" he says, like a mafia hitman. "OK" I say, I'll be back after I drop my kids off (at the campground for the weekend :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil:
Some cow hits me fron behind. Brand new minivan, she pops out and says "oh I'm so sorry, I was just looking the other way." Did you forget you were driving thousands of pounds of frickin metal, my brain wants to scream. Then she looks a t my car and says "oh, is that new?" OK, now you die!!!
Luckily she didn't do more than imprint her licence plate onto my bumper - a perfect impression! I could read the numbers & everything. It was a hot day and the plastic was real soft.
Two hits in one day. God was obviously smacking my little hubris *** after driving like the frickin king of the world for a month
Sorry man... I'll be a humble bumpkin... Please don't smash me up any more...
My last tale of multiple stupidity happened a month later. I'm driving out to the country to visit my brother, and there's only one highway. They have just put down fresh pea-gravel (rocks the size of a pea, mixed with a little oil, which get ground into the pavement by traffic, which improves grip and is a cheap way fix roads.) There's a big sign every 2km that says "DONT GO OVER 50KM" for fear of spraying rocks. So we're all driving like grannies... I'm especially freaked, but going slow seems to be ok.
All of a sudden I see it. Some ******* coming towards me like a rocket. Must be doing 90km. Everyone scoots waaaay over to the side to avoid his swath of rocks. As he passes I see THE ONE. Everything is slo-mo... the pea-size stone arcs up, up, up, and right towards me. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! KA-BANG! Right in front of me, just below my steering wheel sight line it smashes. A big starry gash!
I cursed out loud (very loud), and if it wasn't for the fact that I was driving my dear 87-year old grannie out to the family, I would have e-braked and chased that son-of-a-dog down and lain waste to his miserable existance. Sadly I had to (again) drive fuming until I got it fixed.
I still can see the slight scar in the windshield after repair, which reminds me constantly that I should be humble about my ride... lest trouble shouldn't come in threes.
But why, why, why, did God make such ******* people?
BAM! He hits the front of my car, then toddles off cursing at me, but cycling away! I'm in rush hour traffic... what do I do? I'm panicking at the thought of damage, wondering whether to chase this guy (who looks like he has no money, insurance, etc.) The light goes green and people are honking for me to go. So I go. I refuse to look until I get home. When I do I see that his pedal had hit my licence plate and ripped one of the sides right out of the bumper. I see some other minor scratches, but think I got off ok. Then I walk to my door and see that his handle bars had hit just above wheel. on the rounded front. CRAP!!! My stomach does a loop-dee-loop. a 1-1/2" scratch & dent, scratched right to the metal.
So I drive to my local Ding Specialist and ask him how much. "I can make that disappear for $180" he says, like a mafia hitman. "OK" I say, I'll be back after I drop my kids off (at the campground for the weekend :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil:
Some cow hits me fron behind. Brand new minivan, she pops out and says "oh I'm so sorry, I was just looking the other way." Did you forget you were driving thousands of pounds of frickin metal, my brain wants to scream. Then she looks a t my car and says "oh, is that new?" OK, now you die!!!
Luckily she didn't do more than imprint her licence plate onto my bumper - a perfect impression! I could read the numbers & everything. It was a hot day and the plastic was real soft.
Two hits in one day. God was obviously smacking my little hubris *** after driving like the frickin king of the world for a month
Sorry man... I'll be a humble bumpkin... Please don't smash me up any more...My last tale of multiple stupidity happened a month later. I'm driving out to the country to visit my brother, and there's only one highway. They have just put down fresh pea-gravel (rocks the size of a pea, mixed with a little oil, which get ground into the pavement by traffic, which improves grip and is a cheap way fix roads.) There's a big sign every 2km that says "DONT GO OVER 50KM" for fear of spraying rocks. So we're all driving like grannies... I'm especially freaked, but going slow seems to be ok.
All of a sudden I see it. Some ******* coming towards me like a rocket. Must be doing 90km. Everyone scoots waaaay over to the side to avoid his swath of rocks. As he passes I see THE ONE. Everything is slo-mo... the pea-size stone arcs up, up, up, and right towards me. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! KA-BANG! Right in front of me, just below my steering wheel sight line it smashes. A big starry gash!
I cursed out loud (very loud), and if it wasn't for the fact that I was driving my dear 87-year old grannie out to the family, I would have e-braked and chased that son-of-a-dog down and lain waste to his miserable existance. Sadly I had to (again) drive fuming until I got it fixed.
I still can see the slight scar in the windshield after repair, which reminds me constantly that I should be humble about my ride... lest trouble shouldn't come in threes.
But why, why, why, did God make such ******* people?
OUCH Ministrone,
Here in the States we have anger management counselors and Xanax.
'Course up in Canada, y'all got Moosehead and Labatts.
Go ahead indulge your tastebuds; it's cheaper than therapy.
Here in the States we have anger management counselors and Xanax.
'Course up in Canada, y'all got Moosehead and Labatts.
Go ahead indulge your tastebuds; it's cheaper than therapy.
>>Probably not the best time to share these ideas, but here they are, in the order I always look for:
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>>1. Never park near another car at all if you can help it.
>>2. Choose a parking place where one side or the other can't have a car (building, median strip, etc) and hug that side so that any door swinging open will not come anywhere near yours.
>>3. Never park where something can roll downhill into your car (shopping cart!)- park on the uphill incline in any parking lot.
>>4. Parallel park.
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>>I'll park quite a distance away from where I'm going to make sure of the above. I trust absolutely NO ONE in a parking situation.
I tried this at work, always parking at the end of the row of cars in the parking lot so I only had cars on one side. One day my boss came up to me & said there was a fire next to my car in the parking lot. Sure enough, some "classic" car had caught on fire and been abandoned in the parking lot right next to my car. Hot soot fell on one side of my car and damaged the paint, especially the clearcoat. Fortunately, I found the owner, who paid to buff the crud off the side of my car (straight from his pocket; I suspect he had no insurance).
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>>1. Never park near another car at all if you can help it.
>>2. Choose a parking place where one side or the other can't have a car (building, median strip, etc) and hug that side so that any door swinging open will not come anywhere near yours.
>>3. Never park where something can roll downhill into your car (shopping cart!)- park on the uphill incline in any parking lot.
>>4. Parallel park.
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>>I'll park quite a distance away from where I'm going to make sure of the above. I trust absolutely NO ONE in a parking situation.
I tried this at work, always parking at the end of the row of cars in the parking lot so I only had cars on one side. One day my boss came up to me & said there was a fire next to my car in the parking lot. Sure enough, some "classic" car had caught on fire and been abandoned in the parking lot right next to my car. Hot soot fell on one side of my car and damaged the paint, especially the clearcoat. Fortunately, I found the owner, who paid to buff the crud off the side of my car (straight from his pocket; I suspect he had no insurance).
>>>>I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
Well maybe you should make sure to pee in her coffee cup and drop some short and curlies into her lunch.
Karma....not...fast enough. :evil:
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>>>>>>I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
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crazy glue in her door locks
>>>>>>I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
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crazy glue in her door locks

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>>>>>>>>I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
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Sad, sad, sad... There is no logic here only emotions, the main one being jealousy of something nice that she doesn't have.
This is near the ultimate in selfishness, vindictiveness, jealousy, and stupidity, compounded by the fact that she admits this action and doesn't see anything wrong with it. At its most simple level, its an act (although minor) of vandalism. Ask her how she'd feel if she had a new car and some jealous SOB ran a key along it.
>>>>>>>>I was talking to a woman I work with a couple weeks ago, and she said that when she sees a nice car parked at the end of the parking lot, she makes sure to park next to it and tap it with her door. I don't understand the logic here. I tried to get it out of her, but I don't believe there was any logic to be had there.
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Sad, sad, sad... There is no logic here only emotions, the main one being jealousy of something nice that she doesn't have.
This is near the ultimate in selfishness, vindictiveness, jealousy, and stupidity, compounded by the fact that she admits this action and doesn't see anything wrong with it. At its most simple level, its an act (although minor) of vandalism. Ask her how she'd feel if she had a new car and some jealous SOB ran a key along it.




