Once again I am waiting at love field for my next ride. At love, we wait on the street. Parallel parking. I am sitting near the end of the block. I can see 20 or so cars in front of me. Very few can parallel park. Some don't pull out far enough. Others go in at to steep of an angle. And others just fuck it up 27 ways to Sunday.

If parallel parking were a required skill, I would be out here all alone.