Park your big ol' truck inches away from her car door.
I load my groceries in the trunk, walk around to my side of the car, and just stand there. "Are you kidding me?" I totally said out loud. I honestly thought I was going to have to crawl in the passenger side to get behind the steering wheel. That idea didn't sound very inviting to a large pregnant woman, so I thought I would at least try to get in my door. Usually, in those situations you just skinny your way to the door sideways. Well, in my current condition, that wasn't really an option for me. So, I gave it a go. I walked forward with MY HIPS TOUCHING MY CAR AND THE TRUCK AT THE SAME TIME, basically cleaning a streak on both cars using my jeans as a rag. I then sucked in as much as I could, and climbed in behind the driver's seat head first, with the door open a crack. (SIDE NOTE: Did you know large rats can squeeze through openings the size of a quarter? Gross! But, I felt kind of like that.)
When I got situated in my seat, I sat there looking around to see if I had given anybody a show. It would have been a funny one. Maybe Candid Camera was about to pop out from behind another car...
So, yeah. Stalk a pregnant woman, park all up in her grill, and then enjoy the comedy that comes from watching her figure out how to get in her car.
2 comments:
LOL.. aww Holly.... Poor thing!
Oh dear dear dear, funny. You tell a good story :) Sorry things had to be just that much more difficult.
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