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I was still kicking myself some 30 minutes later, while driving around looking for parking. Another example of why I shouldn't talk to people. In the moment, I am very good at saying the wrong thing. It's almost a skill.
Luckily? Luckily, I was distracted from the please-don't-text-me-i-have-raegrets situation by the parking situation. I'd already stopped at three spots, only to find out that they were all coin-meter only. I had no coins. I was also sure, despite no proof otherwise, that I could get by without coins. I'd started making larger, maybe more desperate loops around the block when I chanced upon a Whole Foods. With a whole! free! parking lot! of its own. Should I be surprised that the only free parking I could find was at a Whole Foods... But thank you, bougie grocery store. I owe you one.
( a collection of mid moments )
Luckily? Luckily, I was distracted from the please-don't-text-me-i-have-raegrets situation by the parking situation. I'd already stopped at three spots, only to find out that they were all coin-meter only. I had no coins. I was also sure, despite no proof otherwise, that I could get by without coins. I'd started making larger, maybe more desperate loops around the block when I chanced upon a Whole Foods. With a whole! free! parking lot! of its own. Should I be surprised that the only free parking I could find was at a Whole Foods... But thank you, bougie grocery store. I owe you one.
( a collection of mid moments )
