The Most Important Lady In The Whole World!
Do you know who I am? I am verrrry important. Well, I must be, because, although I appear completely able-bodied, as does my ?grandson in the back seat, I felt compelled to park my Mercedes so it blocked the fire lane for over a half hour. Yes, I took up an entire lane just to park my car -- at exactly the point where cars need two lanes to get into the parking lot. While no fire engines or ambulances needed to get through, this caused many cars (and Hummers, ha!) to line up and wait for access to the single lane I left open. Well, that's the breaks, when you're as imporrtant as I am!
That lady must’ve been in town to try out for the lead role in “The Linda Tripp Story.”
SeaRaven at November 28, 2004 8:02 AM
Don't you have a window sticker prepared for this situation? Around here cars that do this are either towed by the police or (more often) vandalized by people of high dudgeon.
The Proprietor at November 28, 2004 2:57 PM
That was the Starbucks up on Beverly Glen and Mulholland, so there isn't a whole lot of high dudgeon (except for mine) going around. People actually seem to calmly accept narcissistic behavior. Well, except me. And my camera and international attention to one's selfishness is the best revenge! I just wish I were going to that Starbucks today, so I could ask people who she is.
Amy Alkon at November 28, 2004 3:25 PM
Am I reading the story right-- did she leave to toddler in the carseat to go get a coffee? That is even more criminal!
Ilisa at November 28, 2004 11:40 PM
No, she took the kid with her, giving him early training in how to grow up to be a narcissistic asshole. He looked to be about four. They went and did something, then came back with ice cream over a half hour later. (I timed it to be fair.) There are a lot of old coots in that shopping center -- eating at the deli, etc. The odds that somebody would need an ambulance there are pretty good. What was pretty amazing is that the parking lot is very small and close to the stores. The woman would have needed to walk maybe 20 steps from the parting space to the stores. But not only did she choose to park in the fire lane, she chose to park in the one place -- the bottleneck entrance to the parking lot -- where it would affect the greatest number of other drivers.
Amy Alkon at November 29, 2004 12:12 AM
What's a person of "high dudgeon"?
Lena the Ignoramus at November 29, 2004 5:57 AM
Perpetually indignant! Like me!
Amy Alkon at November 29, 2004 6:41 AM
Amy, I love your photos of people being assholes in LA - it could be a whole regular feature.
Curtis at November 29, 2004 6:59 AM
By the way, the last thing that cow needed was an ice cream cone. Judging from the photo, I'd say she could live off the fat of her haunches for months, if not years. What a fat, disgusting pig. My dudgeon is getting higher by the minute!
Lena at November 29, 2004 7:08 AM
Thanks, Curtis. Luckily, I don't need too much encouragement -- just right time, right place, quick on the camera.
Amy Alkon at November 29, 2004 7:43 AM
Amy, did you think of calling a tow truck? Is this within the purview of the civilian? If not, perhaps alerting the store owners that their fire lane is blocked. Though perhaps the $617 a year she spends on mint-chocolate-chip trumps the desire to tow her. In any case, entitlement fiends: may they all spend eternity together.
nancy at November 30, 2004 6:13 AM
Actually, evil ethical fascist bitch that I am, I have the number at home of the LA dept that comes and tickets or tows people (I used it a lot when I lived at the beach, and buttwads would block our parking or take the handicapped spot). Unfortunately, this was so far up Mulholland it seemed a waste of time to call them. How many can be trolling the hills of Beverly and Bel Air, really, when there's far more to do in Hollywood.
Amy Alkon at November 30, 2004 9:23 AM