I live in an apartment building in Brooklyn. I do not have a driveway and many here don’t so parking is always a challenge. This morning my car was on the next street down and the next avenue over. So the next block diagonally.
Tomorrow, I am going to Mona’s house and I need to leave as close to 5pm as possible and it’s always great to have my car on my block. I work from home and tomorrow there’s street cleaning on one side of my block so at 9:45am I’d go to my car and move it to my block. That was the plan.
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What was I going to have for dinner tonight? I’ve been eating eggs or burgers alternately for the past 4 days. I wanted something different but didn’t want to spend a whole lot.
I shouldn’t. I really should stay home and find something home that I can have for dinner, but…
But I’ve been doing so well making food at home. I shouldn’t eat out…
SCREW IT! I’M GETTING PIZZA!
So I left my building and as I walked towards my corner I realized something:
THERE’S AN OPEN SPOT RIGHT OUTSIDE MY BUILDING ON THE SIDE OF THE STREET THAT ALREADY GOT SWEPT TODAY! That’s it! I’m going to move my car NOW!
Within a split second, I take off down my street, running towards my car. I had slip-on deck shoes on, not really made for running, but I was on a mission. I had to run the equivalent of almost two blocks and drive back and hope nobody takes the spot in time!
I got to my car, adrenaline pumping, slightly winded from going from walk directly to full sprint. I hop in my car and I took off, sending mental vibes out there to keep the spot vacant until my victorious arrival.
I turn 2 corners, drive almost 2 blocks down and…
IT WAS STILL OPEN!
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS! VICTORY IS MINE, SAYS GRATUITOUS REX!
(My back was to my building.)
THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU!
Now I would never have seen the spot if I hadn’t decided to get pizza!
Oh, you delicious and fortuitous sustenance! You’re awesome in many ways!