I share a piece of parking space/sidewalk with the same car almost every day.
I almost feel like I have to park next to it now, as if we had an assigned spot or something.
But in reality, we are just 2 cars who happen to park next to each other in front of our respective buildings. I almost enjoy the recurrence of our parking choices.
We both don't have spots inside our building's lot, instead we own the street with our overnight parking permits.
I feel like I know so much about you, red PT Cruiser. I know where you went to school and grad school because of the stickers on your back window. I think it was a long time ago, because they are not as shiny as they probably once were. I know where you work because of the frames around your license plates. Only because you work in animation for a cool studio do I think it's okay you decided to advertise where you work on the rear-end of your car. I know you are kind of a nerd because you have a Star Trek bumper sticker. I guess that kind of makes me a nerd too because I knew it was a Star Trek bumper sticker.
Lately, your car has been parked on the street a lot more than usual. It's actually been around when I've left for the office later than usual, as well as come back home earlier in the day. Did you get fired from your job red PT Cruiser? Damn that sucks. Those bastards. How can you keep your license plate frames on then? Do yourself a favor and switch them out. There must be something you can buy that says "i'd rather be cruising space on the Enterprise". Do you want me to bring down a screw driver and do it for you?
Until next time,
Your neighbor, the Black Prius.
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