Survival of the Cars

Every day I get to look forward to the wonderful conditions of my community college’s overfull parking lots. It always brings my mood up on a higher level. Meaning every feeling of frustration and anxiousness increases once I'm sucked into the nature of the parking lots. Cars from all over like to part take in the excitement as well. It’s something I like to call survival of the cars. As you enter one of parking lots you start to drive up and down the lanes hoping against hope that you'll find an empty spot before any of the other cars. Once you get the idea that your not going to find an empty spot because there's already twenty other car, possibly more, trying to do the same thing, you try to find a person. People are good to look for because they lead you to the chance of an open spot. You have to be the first person to spot one of the people though or your chance of their spot is slim. So while your wondering around, looking for empty spots or a person, or possibly both, you have to watch out for the obstacles. The obstacles I'm talking about are the idiots that park themselves in the middle of the lanes waiting for a spot to open up in front of them even if a person is no where in site. Those people always brighten my day. After minutes go by and your closer to being late to your first class you finally see a person walking to their car to take it away. It's always about good timing when you find a person to follow because if you’re not the first one to spot them then you’re not going to get their spot. When you’re finally lucky enough to find someone getting in their car to leave you have to put on your blinker to state to all the other cars that you have marked your spot. It's a vigorous routine that I have to participate in every week day. It makes me wonder how I'm able to get my car out of the parking lot, after my classes, in one piece.