You go to get lunch.
You go at the height of the lunch hour, but have no choice as it is the only time you have available to grab something and take it back to your desk.
The parking lot is full. And not like, I have to walk 10 ft full, but FULL.
So you park in the adjoining strip mall's parking lot ( I work in suburbia -- it's all strip malls) and start hoofing it over to the lunch place. Oh, and since the temperature is finally going up, you are wearing heels you haven't worn in 6 months. So your feet feel awesome.
Right as you get near the front door, 2 parking places, right in front open up.
Fate is a real bitch some time.
Now Listening: Automatic for the People by R.E.M.
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