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Originally Posted by Bill Douglas
Yesterday I went to Bunnings, a home depot sort of place. There was only one park left. Well, 2/3rds of a park, so I parked there. When I came back there was a fat guy and his fat missus looking at my car. I just said hi and got in. The fat guy called me all sorts of names including the c-word. I just said sorry, but i't not my problem you can't park straight. He went on and on in a whining UK midlands accent about all the health problems him and his wife have and what a c* I am. I had to laugh.
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Similar thing happened to me years ago. I parked my 911 in town and walked across the road to meet someone for a coffee. I could see my car from inside the cafe.
I watched as a construction worker wrote a note and placed it under my windscreen wiper. I walked out to read the note. Basically it was full of abuse and "pricks like me shouldn't show off their flash cars."
I looked up the road and the construction worker was looking back at me. He yelled more abuse as he walked off. My car's a pretty average 911SC... Honestly there's nothing flash about it.
