I was at the Farmer's Market today in Encino. It's on Victory Blvd just east of White Oak Ave about a 1/4 mile. Farmer's markets attract terrible drivers who have no clue on how to park.
Today's Highway A-hole is a black haired woman who looked to be in her mid to late 30's. She was wearing one of those earthy embroidered flour sack sundresses so popular with the counter-culture crowd. I had just parked two spaces away from her 2000-ish Yellow VW Beetle with the last 4 license plate numbers of 0998. There was a 1970's style "flower-power" sticker in the back window. Just great, she's a Hippie. She was apparently having trouble parking straight in the very narrow and short stall she chose to park in, and was backing out and pulling back in numerous times. Sure it was a spot close to the gate of the market, but it was obvious only a motorcycle could safely park in the stall.
I stood there watching her for a good five minutes while she continued to get frustrated. Meanwhile, there were dozens of cars waiting for her to finish her parking so that they could get by and park their cars. The line of cars behind her had stacked back all the way to the only entry, and exit, driveway to the parking lot.
With the cars backing up on Victory Blvd, horns were honking and people were shouting. It became obvious that she wasn't going to get herself into that parking stall to her own satisfaction, and she was becoming very un-nerved about everyone honking and yelling. Her mantra was getting fucked by her dogma at that point. She finally said screw it and left her car half way parked in the stall. She locked the car and walked though the gate and into the market area. People were furious that not only had she held them up, she left the car half-way parked with the front of the car sticking out into traffic with only enough room for a sub-compact cars to pass.
I hope that Tommy Chong is her husband... and beats her ass for being a Highway A-hole.
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