Why is it that, whenever I park my car down the empty end of any car park, I can always guarantee that there will be somebody parked right next to me when I return to my car?
I deliberately park away from everybody else so that I can open my doors wide without having to worry about bumping anybody, yet — EVERY SINGLE TIME — I come back to find that I've got to squeeze myself through a two inch gap, even though there are empty spaces for about two miles in all directions.
Now I realise that the part of the car park in which is park my car automatically becomes the cool part, but surely common sense would dictate that — in a virtually empty car park — everybody has lots of lovely, lovely space around them?
Actually, I'm beginning to suspect some kind of herding instinct.
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