Parking LotDamn it, not again.

So after a long and tiresome mall trip that involved picking up my shiny new golden credit card and traversing the entire length of Pick n’ Pay for a full out grocery trip yesterday, I at last stepped out of their giant revolving door and then confidently strode to where I thought I had parked my car.

Needless to say me and my trolley then stood for the next ten minutes playing Marco Polo with my car.

I really should train it to better respond to my calls.