I want to tell my story about driving in Las Vegas. As bad as the driving is here, the parking lot etiquette is even worse. I’d like to know if anyone can top this story.
Two months ago I was in the parking lot of a shopping center in Henderson. I had just parked my car and gotten out when I noticed a white Chevy four-wheel-drive pickup (with a lift kit) coming down the aisle.
A young lady was driving and talking on her cell phone, of course. I guess she didn’t want to go the extra hundred feet to the turn, so she decided to cut between the parked cars, where there happened to be five shopping carts clustered (another pet peeve since the cart return was only a few feet away).
Did these carts stop her? No way. She busted right through them and sent them flying in all directions toward the parked cars. I ran at her yelling: What the heck do you think you’re doing?
She threw the pickup in reverse and backed up and sped off the way she should have gone in the first place. Unfortunately, I’m not as young as I used to be and couldn’t get her license number.
We came to Las Vegas with a pristine, fuel-efficient Toyota, which, after six months, had three door dings and cart impressions driven into both rubber bumpers. We now have a gas-hog SUV with six air bags because my husband decided that we were going to get killed in a smaller car.
Also, I’m real tired of everyone blaming California drivers for all of their woes. We lived there before — nearly our entire lives — and never saw what we’ve seen here. Besides, how many people in California are from California? That state invented the influx of new residents. No, even if we don’t like the driving, we’re not moving back — we are survivors.
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