The big pink camaro and little white Korean car

I have a confession. I took Zoe and Miles to the beach yesterday and got into a fight over a parking spot.  Well, I didn't exactly "fight"  anyone I just REALLY infuriated  some young  girl wearing a  bikini while driving her hot pink Camaro in the city beach parking lot.

Let me explain,  we had sat at the entrance to the small and free city parking lot for several minutes patiently waiting for another car to leave so we could take their spot. Finally , people headed  to their  car to leave and this girl quickly drives around us (who are obviously waiting)  and turns on her blinker  where said people would be pulling out. Since they were still putting all their belongings in the trunk, I decided  to get out of my vehicle, walk over to her,  and tell her politely we had been sitting in that "nonspot" for several minutes waiting for the next car to leave,  anticipating that she would understand that we really had first dib's on that spot and she would oblige. She didn't exactly respond that way...it went more of something like this: "Sorry sweetie, you should have made your move".

So I had a decision to make...would I show mercy and self control and just leave the beach that day? Perhaps go to the paid parking lot instead?, or choose a more psychopathic route? I went right to option B.  I walked back to my car patiently, sat down in the drivers seat and decided to make my next calculated move. This is what the move looked like:  basically  me wedging my small car right in front of her car  and the  "about to leave" car,  backing up slowly  until she started screaming that I was going to hit her pink car. I stayed calm throughout the entire episode exercising some could argue ,a bit of self control.  I even refrained from responding to her obscenities with other obscenities but instead chose psychopathic silence and calm as I nearly backed into her vehicle. It was quite a scene and drew a pretty good crowd.

It ended with the three of us getting the parking spot and her screaming she would call the police, who never came. In hindsight,  I might have let her just take the parking spot if she hadn't called me sweetie and was driving a less obnoxious car.  Perhaps if I'd had more sleep the night before, or more sleep every night for the pervious several months, perhaps if I didn't have to wake up eight  times a night  to take care of  my infant twin boys, or wasn't paying a baby sitter $30 to watch the twins for 2 hours  just so I could take Zoe and Miles to the beach for their  first time all summer.

 It probably wasn't the best thing to do, but I have to tell you that it felt really good to win one, and I think the kids felt proud of their mom for standing up to this twenty something bikini laden foul mouthed parking space stealer. Thank God I didn't get shot.