Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Just a Minute

It is a common sighting to see people in Montecito go about their business as if everyone within their general vicinity were on their payroll, and all the roads were merely an extension of their private driveway.
A lady was driving her brand new, 745i BMW along Coast Village Road. Her car was in the middle of the intersection near Bank of America and Chevron; already she was exhibiting symptoms that indicated her complete lack of regard for anybody but herself.
Coincidentally, we both pulled into the Montecito Von's parking lot at the same time. I parked, and as I was walking to the mailbox near the pharmacy (which does not carry condoms, by the way) I overheard her say, "I'll just be a minute. Why don't you drive around the parking lot a time or two while you're waiting for the spot?"
The situation was this: she had parked in one of the two handicapped spots, and an old man in his Chevy Tahoe, with his blue handicapped rearview mirror placard displayed for all to see was genially trying to get the clearly non-handicapped lady to get out of his spot.
She ambled in to the pharmacy, her back turned to the man.
He parked in a regular spot, across the lot, and walked over to stand in front of her BMW. He was livid, and visibly shaking, staring at her license plate. Obviously, he was running the situation through his mind of calling the cops to report this rude lady to the sheriffs. In the end his sense of decency prevailed. I watched as he walked over to his car, opened up the back, and gingerly placed the bouquet of flowers he'd just purchased on what must have been his wife's wheelchair. It was obvious he was making a point to anybody watching that he did, in fact, have a legitimate excuse for parking in the handicapped zone.
He finally got in to the truck, his back hunched with age and tension, shaking his head. I believe that confrontation will last him a week's worth of griping. Had he waited for the lady to exit the store, it would have taken much longer than a minute. While she left him hanging, I'm willing to bet he had her minute hanging.

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