I may seem like someone who sees everything as humorous but there are two topics that really do not lend themselves to humor. Please bear with me as I delve into a more serious subject matter and try to prove that I am more than someone who only knows how to be silly.
The first topic that upsets me instantly is the threat of nuclear proliferation in an unstable region of the world ruled by dictatorial regimes that are bent on the systematic increase in their own unchecked power. The second, and I am sure you will all agree, is the poorly designed parking lots surrounding our local movie theater in the ironically named Union Landing shopping center.
This place is ironically named because a "union" implies a coming together, a marriage, sharing. A partnership! This place, conversely, was designed by six separate, developmentally delayed, anti-social...blind...ex convicts who feel that that the convenience of others is overrated. Seriously, the parking lots in this series of connected shopping centers are worse than the M.C. Escher painting of triangular stairs that go nowhere. There are five or six sections (no one knows for certain) that are all connected geographically but have never met as far as driveways are concerned. It is frustrating when you pull into one section and can see the place you are trying to get to only to be thwarted by ill conceived cement barriers. A driver can feel like Moses wandering through the desert, seeing the promised land but never reaching it. Before she passed, Mother Teresa was rumored to try to drive to Michael's from TGIFridays. The resulting profanity laden tirade was a YouTube hit for months!
"Landing" is also an ironic choice of name for this place where very little "landing" is happening. Landing implies settling down gently, becoming comfortable after a journey, to alight ever so gently on the self selected olive branch of peace. The landing in this shopping center is in short supply. In the section by the movie theater for instance there are (allow me to do some math) 25 theaters with many seats each, 8 restaurants, numerous shops, (let's see that works out to ... carry the 2... divided by pi... ) a lot of people. They have 34 parking spaces. I may have rounded up for dramatic effect but you get the idea. It has become a growth industry for people to go park in the lot early on and then sell their spot to a frantic dad with 5 teeny-boppers in tow.
"Psst. Buddy. You need a space?"
"Yeah, are you leaving?"
"For 100 bucks!"
"Come on pal, it's my daughter's birthday and she is going to be disappointed if we miss the previews that start in 3 minutes!"
"I see. Well the price of parking just went up!"
This is happening all over the place, probably, in this shopping center and I feel that we should try come back to traditional family values in terms of parking. Or go someplace else.
It is typically not a problem since we live in an area full of redundancy (and there are many similar choices too) so I can usually avoid this shopping center. But there are times when this parallel lined torture chamber is the only place that has what we need. It is fine as long as you plan on an extra 30 minutes to find a parking space, hire a Sherpa, and hike toward the place you want to go. We did just that and made it out of there in one piece. It was a beautiful thing. The next local telethon needs to involve money to hire workers with jackhammers to tear down those sidewalks!I feel better getting that off my chest. Thank you for listening.
I have also decided that my goal is no longer to make millions writing this blog. I will settle for a personalized parking space in the Union Landing parking lot....after all, I could sell that for billions!
I cannot tell how you how many times my husband and I have had a Friday or Saturday night free and we look lovingly into each others' eyes and say, "Let's go to a movie for a date." We head to Union Landing. The moment we make the left turn toward the theater at the In-N-Out Burger and see the chaos in the parking lot, we look into each others' eyes and say, "We forgot! It is a weekend." So we turn around at the Borders (being careful not to hit the movie-goers hiking from the Best Buy parking lot), head home, find an 'instant watch' on Netflix and have grilled cheese sandwiches and soup. Makes for a better date anyway.
ReplyDeleteAmen...thanks for being serious and taking on such an important topic! You have finally made it. Your following is growing by leaps and bounds (or at least steps and hops). I really wanted to be among the top 10 followers only to find out that I had been beaten out by Mrs. Deck Chair (how RandOm). Then I realized that being follower eleven is not all bad since 11 is really just #1 twice (also kinda RandOm). Anyway I am really enjoying "Your" sitcom life because it puts a smile on my face and takes me away from "My" sitcom life...if only for a moment. LOL
ReplyDeleteI don't see the problem. Fill your backpack with supplies for three days, strap it on your shoulders, park at Best Buy, and hike over to enjoy your movie. You can't afford the popcorn anyway, so your backpack meal bars will come in handy!
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