Monday, October 1, 2007

The Man Who Did Not Belong ... In A Yellow Porsche


- by Amanda Brooks Baker

Today I was heading over to my favorite Starbucks at 56th & Illinois in my black Jetta, which I purchased at Park Place motors in Carmel (since it's got the Park Place plate frame on it, no one will know that I only pay $199 a month for the next 96 months). Anyway, as I was driving south after just passing Westfield Boulevard, I approached the left turn onto 56th to park in the lot behind the Starbucks. Now, let me tell you something about this parking lot. It serves three of the most popular stores on my daily list: Starbucks, Kincaid's Boutique Butcher Market, and 21st Amendment Liquor Shoppe. And with those three fine establishments, you can bet there are lots of other Trixies in their new $199 Jettas vying for the same parking space that I am.

As I'm about to turn left into the parking lot, this guy driving a canary yellow Porsche pulls out of the lot, and waits to turn onto 56th. He is blocking my entrance. As I pull to a stop and prepare to shoot him a nasty glance from beneath my Ray Bans, I take a good look at him. I figure that he looks good enough (and not to mention the car!) to have a lot of money, or at least be someone important, and possibly worth knowing. So I quickly decide to snap on a smiley face and proceed to grin at him. He looks back at me, and I gesture that I want to turn in. The guy gives me the middle finger. Can you believe that?! And this was someone I was planning to be friendly towards (which is rare in itself!).

I quickly slide him one of my very best nasty glances, as he finally pulls out of the lot. I quickly jot his plate down, so that I can have a police friend of my fiance's look up his address. I just love to send bad drivers a copy of my column detailing their idiotic driving.

As I run into the Starbucks to get my coffee, I remember that I failed to wipe the nasty glance off my face... but they probably all deserve it anyway ... they're just retail workers ... and what can they do for me, anyway??? But thankfully, I don't meet anyone I know -- or anyone worth knowing -- inside the Starbucks.

Good luck this week navigating your way around our lovely Village!

~Amanda

.

No comments:

Post a Comment

THE BROAD RIPPLE TRIXIE SOCIETY

"Simply making the BEST of what we have"