Sorry this isn’t puppet-related or crafts-related or even Beatles-related, but heck, I think it’s worth sharing.
While out shopping (as part of my sister’s birthday treat), we noticed something very odd in the parking lot of the small local mall. See if you can spot the problem.


Do you see it yet?
The average parking lot is marked for rows of two cars between each little path of pavement. There’s a white SUV, a blue mini-truck and a peeling 2-door sedan all scrunched up together where only two cars should fit.
I’ll admit that when we got there, we laughed because that’s really messed up. It wasn’t so funny when our shopping trip ended the same time the guy in the truck had ended his shift at the restaurant in the mall. He couldn’t leave!
Sis and I decided we couldn’t let the poor guy stay stuck. He had arrived that morning at 7:30, snow still everywhere, so he was lucky he could even see where to park. Whoever boxed him in was really at fault because the back end of that sedan was stuck out in traffic.
We went to the mall office and just happened to catch a security guard at the exact right time. I told him what had happened, that the poor guy was boxed in and we weren’t sure what to do. The guard went with us to see if three cars in spaces made for only two was possible. It took him a couple of minutes to get his jaw off the ground. He’d never seen anything like it.
The game plan was that the guard would make an announcement over the mall PA system and if there was no response, he’d call a tow truck to move the sedan.
We didn’t stay to see how things turned out. We were freezing, so we went to a nearby craft store to warm up before going back home. Before we left, though, the boxed-in guy thanked us for intervening. I told him that everybody deserved to go home after a long shift at work.
Later, as we were leaving the craft store, we swung back by the mall to see if things had finally been resolved. The sedan was in another parking space and the boxed-in guy was gone, so all’s well that ends well.
Karma-cly speaking, Sis and I should both be in good shape. Honestly, if you saw someone stuck like that, wouldn’t you try to do something? I think we surprised the poor guy by taking some initiative. I guess he didn’t know who to ask for help?
Take note, folks. If you trap someone like that, chances are very good that Smits here will snitch on you and your car will be in a very different place later.









