It was a Christmas Miracle! Someone had stopped to let me back out of my parking spot! In a busy shopping centre! On a Saturday morning!
As I reversed, I called over my shoulder, “Thankyou very much! So very, very, from the bottom of my heart, oh so much!” A true gentleman, he merely nodded his head.
Meanwhile, in front of my car, a woman in a 4WD was so keen to take my parking spot that she had blocked my way forward, so I, and the cars piling up behind me, were stuck.
Sighing, I motioned for her to back up a little, but she simply glared and folded her arms.
Putting on my winningest smile, I wandered over to her vehicle, but by the time I got there she had locked the doors and was dialling someone on her phone.
“Hello!” I called through the glass, “I don’t suppose you could…”
I can’t write what she loudly told me to do; and how often.
Slightly shocked, I returned to my car, inched it back into the empty parking spot and listened to a couple of songs on the radio while the logjam of vehicles cleared.
After they’d all gone I was surprised to hear the sound of a car horn. It appeared that the woman was still waiting for me to leave so she could use my parking spot!
I slowly got out of my car, locked it, noted the line of cars behind her stretching to the horizon, then returned to the shops. As I passed by her car she wound down her window and screamed, “You inconsiderate pig!”
“And a Merry Christmas to you too madam!” I beamed, and whistled a jaunty carol as I sailed off.
Well, it is the Season of Goodwill; apparently.