Our guests took us out for happy hour and a late lunch at our favorite Mexican restaurant. As we left the restaurant at 3:45, they asked if we could stop at Walmart for a few items they needed. “Of course, we can,” I said. I am the designated driver, after all.
I passed all the empty parking places on my side of the row, so then I decided to back in to the loan empty space on the other side. It took much wiggling back and forth, and I had a car load of jokesters being entertained by my parking. At one point Keith hit the inside of the truck wall in the back seat where he was sitting. I jumped and stopped, thinking I had hit something (or thinking my husband had done his same old joke.) I finally got it parked.
Before we got out of the truck, Keith said, “Hey, where’s my hat!? I guess I left it at the restaurant.”
“We can go back,” I said to our friends, “while you shop.”
Keith and I started back, and he said, “I’m sorry I hit the truck. I’m under the influence…of being a jerk. It’s been a long ride on the jerk mobile. Got any medications for that? I think you might have been sympathy intoxicated back there while you were parking, though, so I shouldn’t have scared you.” (No one was really intoxicated. There were only two small margaritas ordered at our table.)
“Okay, no problem. I know you,” I said. “Just a warning, though. We are in my slice of the day right now, so anything you say and do during these 31 minutes are game for my blog post tonight.”
Denise,
You’re brave to back into a parking spot, especially in a Walmart lot! And I think Keith needs a t-shirt with “under the influence…of being a jerk” emblazoned on it. Did you drink both those margaritas? 😉
Well, Denise – I must admit I’ve been having a hard time parking our rental car on vacation. It’s larger than my own car, and it doesn’t quite fit into those smaller spaces like my Subaru does! So I am totally empathetic. And I have a jokester husband too!
The best place to park is an empty parking lot. No jokes allowed in my car about the parking or the others would have to walk home. Apologies always accepted even when no harm done. 😉
Best. Slice. Ever! I love that you designated the time frame as YOUR slice of the day and that HE was going to be held accountable for his Keithness because the time slot was basically on recording mode. Aha! I’m thankful for a husband who can tease me that way too and get away with it. That’s a strong marriage that keeps such fun alive – – and such fun warning of the treading on the slice time and then sharing it with the rest of us so we can see a great model couple living life and loving it! Hope Keith got his hat back.
Yes, Kim the hat was waiting at the front desk of the restaurant. 🙂
Denise, your blogging threat is hysterical. I appreciate the dialogue and understand that parking is not always easy.
What Kim said, every word ! I absolutely love, “I’m under the influence…of being a jerk. It’s been a long ride on the jerk mobile.” What a great life-partner to have, and one you deserve. I think warning people that they’re gonna show up in your Slice is sweet revenge. I always say writing is a gift, but I never considered it as revenge! 😉
Backing into a parking spot, not for me. I like to pull in and better yet if the one facing me is empty and I can pull into that one as well. Then I can just pull right out afterward. Love that anything said or done during your time frame is fair game for your post.
You have the best stop-line for the week. In reality, you could take any morsel of time and any comments for your post!
Great slice-I like that you were designating the time as ‘your slice’. And your husband even participated by recreating the scene for a photo…making amends, I’m sure, for thumping the truck. haha