The Problems of Driving a Little Car
Dec. 2nd, 2008 11:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ghost_lightYou have to remember, until I got George I drove my in-laws' bright red minivan.
I went down to the PAC to House Manage an event and I parked George about a block away. Due to the crack monkey nature of Anchorage drivers, I park practically up the ass of a big ol' SUV kind of van.
I get off work from the PAC and I walk down the street where I parked George, singing a They Might Be Giants song and looking for my little grey beetle.
See the SUV, but no George.
I keep walking. No George.
I start to lean to one side trying to see around the SUV. No George.
About the time I actually call out his name, I am finally close enough to the monster SUV to see George sitting there with his head up the SUV's butt, just where I left him.
Yeah, some days I am made of win.
I went down to the PAC to House Manage an event and I parked George about a block away. Due to the crack monkey nature of Anchorage drivers, I park practically up the ass of a big ol' SUV kind of van.
I get off work from the PAC and I walk down the street where I parked George, singing a They Might Be Giants song and looking for my little grey beetle.
See the SUV, but no George.
I keep walking. No George.
I start to lean to one side trying to see around the SUV. No George.
About the time I actually call out his name, I am finally close enough to the monster SUV to see George sitting there with his head up the SUV's butt, just where I left him.
Yeah, some days I am made of win.