This weekend JakeD and I offered to go to Ikea and help cart the furniture to their new place. Rav4s are great for carrying large loads without looking too big. Anyway, after walking through the MANY sections of Ikea we made it to the end. Everyone was tired, our feet hurt and all we wanted to do was get the hell out of there. Caufield suggested I bring the truck around while they checked out. After finding a decent parking space in the loading area I called. "Uh, it's going to be a bit." Lovely... So I sat in the air conditioned car and waited. A minute later I felt a bump against my car. It actually rocked the car. I look over and some ditzy blonde is leaning her car door against mine. I jumped out and she quickly moved it. I was pissed. She finally got her stuff in and drove off. Not TWO MINUTES later I feel another car rocking bump. WTF!?! I jump out and this time the chick looks, and then ignores me. Her car is parked slanted so she can hardly open the door. I went into bitch mode.

Me: HEY!
Idiot: What?
Me: Move your fucking car door off of my car.
Idiot: What?
Me: Move your FUCKING car door off of my car. You're scratching the paint.
Idiot: What do you expect me to do?
Me: Park your fucking car correctly so you don't bump my car with your FUCKING car door!

By that time her friend had jumped out of the other side and led her away, closing the door. I stood there in the heat, staring them down. I could have spit nails by that point. Two minutes later (after having to move everything back out because they put the car keys in the trunk before piling the boxes in) they warily drove off. I loathe inconsiderate people...

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