And here's another story from a friend of mine who bought a car for his wife.
The story begins with a quiet spring evening, when after a good rest, he returned home and, having stopped in the yard was already wanted to park in his usual place, looks, and there is some stranger, not familiar to him earlier car, in addition, without numbers.
Well, he thinks, most likely, someone bought a new horse, or someone came to visit and because of ignorance of the verbally agreed rules of parking of our yard, left their car out of place. Well, he didn't take care of it in the evening, and in the morning he decided to see who would leave it. I parked somewhere else and went to bed quietly. At 3 a.m., he woke up from the noise of the alarm system, as his car was not in its native place, and jumped up to look just in case, even though he was sure it wasn't him who was shouting loudly at the courtyard.
He looked out of the window and, well, what a shame. This new ointment is beeping, the neighbor is looking out and trying to disable the alarm system. As a result, he closed the car and went home. Oh, so he bought himself a second car, because I know that his wife has no right to drive the car.
Why can't women park?
In the morning, a friend of mine came to visit them on the ground floor, congratulated them on the purchase and asked them not to put it in its place. A neighbor apologized, said that there was a problem with the alarm system, so he put it under the window. Well, my acquaintance has a good relationship with him, so that without any further questions everything was settled. I asked him why he needed a second car, and he said he bought it for his wife's birthday. And then my heart trembled. His wife is obviously deprived of the gift of driving a car, because even a prams can not turn on a flat place without touching something. Well, maybe it's prejudices, because among the girls there are good drivers, flashed in the head.
A few days passed, my friend goes out in the morning to the shop and meets a satisfied hostess of the new 3 series mazda, who arrived in an attempt to leave the yard in reverse. Say hello, how was the car? Do you like it? To what I received the answer - yes, very, but too big, not habitually. If the ointment 3 is big, then God forbid it to get into a really big car, he thought to himself. He helped her with gestures and swings of his hands to move out of her yard and left on his own business.
The next meeting with her neighbor, who did not feel comfortable driving, took place in the parking lot in front of the supermarket near her home. I went to a free place and sits, looking at the list of things he needs to buy. His heart felt bad at that moment. Look in the left-hand rear-view mirror, as the first attempt to drive to the free space next to him what car was crowned with bad luck, and the driver returns to level the car and aim again. My friend looks familiar - my God, it's a neighbor.
As soon as he opened the door to get out and correct it, she stopped by and stopped by so that he couldn't get out from the left side. Thank you for not hitting his car with the right wing. He lowered the window, she said hello to the parking lot, and he had to climb over to the next seat to get out. He explained to her that she would park in the middle of the marking, not on her edge, so as not to disturb other drivers. Slightly moved her car so that he wouldn't have to jump from the seat to the seat again.
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He went to the store, did all the shopping, came back, loaded everything in the car and went home. We crossed paths with a friend and while standing, talking, the lady in a mazda arrived. She stood near the entrance and began to bring her purchases home. I see, and on the back bumper in the corner, the rubbing of the bumper is not a big length. Well, I think the first victim got off easy. They laughed with a friend, and he went home.
It's been a few days, looks familiar, the car is missing something. I met a neighbor at the entrance and decided to ask him what happened to the ointment. I see, the neighbor is upset - says the accident. Is your wife okay? Yes, she says she's fine. And how did she hit that car? It turned out that she wasn't hit by the car, but by the old Zhiguli of the sixth model, who hadn't had time to brake on the wet asphalt after the rain and caught up with her at the traffic lights. That's why the car has been repaired for several days already.
Wow, and my friend was sure that the neighbor's wife was the culprit, remembered the abrasion on the bumper, but it turned out differently. On the other hand, the new bumper will be without the fatal black mark, which the owner put in the unknown when and where it is unknown. Be careful on the roads.