Parking Spaces

As I have been thinking about this topic for the past week I continue to think of the times that I go to the store. I am the kind of guy who parks in his on space. I like to park between the lines of the parking space. I am not the kind of guy who circles the parking lot like a vulture waiting for his next meal to be hit by a car so he can eat. I drive down one isle and park, if for some reason there is no place to park then I will turn and go down the next isle but on that one I will park even if it is at the far end of the parking lot. Time for me is to valuable, I do not have the time to spend driving up and down the isle of the parking lot looking for that perfect front and center parking spot. There are rare times when it happens to me and I do enjoy the short walk to the entrance of the store but it is not sweet enough to pursue it like the final goal that will win the game with 1 minute left. I am not the kind of guy who parks in the handicap spot thinking that I am just going to be in there for a minute or maybe I will limp as I exit the car going into the building. It is wrong and I do not do it. The last time I did it was years back and as I was coming out of the building there was an old, old, old man walking from 20 spots back because I was parked in the handicap spot. I was so ashamed that I kept walking past my car as not to be seen by him as he passed me by. My final thought was that he parked down at the end because he wanted the excersise so I walked down to where his car was and sure enough it had a label on the plates and rear view mirror. As I walked back to my care I told myself that will never happen again. I see parking lines in a parking lot as boundaries for life. If you ignore them you can get hurt, hurt others and greatly complicate life for others. Mind your own business, park in your own spot and life will go better.