# Eternity - it has many definitions.
The first of them, and everyone who owns a private car will agree with me, is the amount of time it takes the driver from the moment he gets into the car until he leaves the parking lot.
This - in the event that a meter and a half behind Matthew was another driver.
When he is alone and the street is empty and he has all the leisure in the world - he sits, belts, starts, combines - and leaves.
Zero, when someone, say I, discovered that he was about to leave the parking lot and was waiting with satisfaction for him to leave - then he takes his time.
He sits, rubs his hands from the cold, slowly buckles up, connects a phone to his phone and the charging cable to the bottom of it, gnaws on a waffle he just bought, takes off the sun visor and examines the mirror of a cracked hatchet.
It's time to finally arrange the side mirrors and also to consider the question of whether they should be at an angle that allows you to see the end of the car or a little further out (just recently he heard that the approach has changed), a slight poke in the nose, two WhatsApp messages.
And behind, behind opened the gates of hell.
One man, hereinafter I, sits in dire straits and waits.
Behind me is half the city in a long, beeping line and I'm busy waiting and hating.
I'm not blowing my horn, God forbid.
I am polite as an elderly, mustachioed Swiss.
I'm just cursing.
Deaf in my heart, but also in a loud voice, because I'm alone in my car with the windows closed and in these moments courage floods me and all of me is bubbling assertiveness.
Go to hell you ugly, I say.
Get out, get out, you evil piece.
All you're missing is a waffle, right?
look how you look
And what is he doing there anyway?
Must want to stay in the car.
Must be waiting for his wife.
So why did you signal for the exit?
Probably by mistake.
Actually no.
Not by mistake.
He signaled to knock me out.
A piece of evil bastard.
go out!
Get out already!
And there is only one thing that will not happen: the waiting driver will never leave the place in despair.
It just won't happen.
I will curse and break and honk, but I will not leave by any means.
This place was meant for me from heaven.
It was registered under my name, Jacob Ben Yona, and why would I give it up?
I walk around here for an hour looking for parking, suddenly it comes out, a second before I passed it!
Do you have a larger private supervision than this?
The world will die.
Not moving.
And what is interesting is that there is only one thing more annoying and that is when I finish my shopping, sit in the car, and all I want is to drink something for a moment, eat a waffle, read a few messages, adjust the mirrors and some snooze from hell suddenly clings to the edge of the car and makes these stressful movements : Going out?
outgoing?
What's your business, ya niggas?
is this your street
I'm sitting in my car, in my parking spot, eating my waffle and drinking my Zero.
What, I work for you?
I have to leave now because you are looking for parking?
No!
I'm not going out!
I'm really yelling at him.
I mean, I'm not really yelling, because everything is closed and he can't hear, but I'm really talking in a voice that echoes in the closed car.
What disgusting types there are in this city.
Really fed up.
These things are familiar, as mentioned, to those who use a private vehicle.
A high percentage of our social life takes place on the road.
There the rules are pretty clear.
There are written rules and you have to follow them.
An even higher percentage occurs in parking relationships.
It's not for nothing that Alterman and Rosenblum dedicated a masterful poem to the matter.
For car owners, parking is the essence of social life.
It is hope and despair, satisfaction and hatred, envy and competition, resentment and vanity.
The thing is, unlike the road conditions, where as mentioned the rules are quite clear, the parking conditions are a broken and chaotic area, devoid of rules and regulations, and the honest person in his eyes does.
In my humble opinion, all of this belongs to one and only one corner that is indeed related to character and behavior and honesty and education, but not only.
It is mainly related to the mental state of the person sitting in the car: he feels at home.
This closed box, which protects him and encloses him, is for him the only authority.
And with the sole authority man becomes master.
And when it happens in the car, especially in the parking lot, the person forgets that he is indeed in the sole authority, but such a sole authority that shares space with other sole authorities like it, and all of this becomes the public domain.
This is really not the only authority.
And therefore all that needs to happen is just paying attention to the fact that there are other people around, and then everything will happen anyway.
Drivers will quickly leave the parking space when someone is waiting, drivers will not block half a city when there is an opportunity to park on their way.
So we finally need to write the complete codex for park/parking relations.
And that's what I'm here for:
1. The parking space is intended for cars, therefore only a car can take parking.
A human being cannot reserve a parking space for an oncoming car.
2. The amount of time allowed to wait for a parking space in case this interferes with other cars is the reasonable amount of time a driver needs to get out of the parking lot.
Let's say 30 seconds.
Time passed - you lost.
They don't block the city.
give up.
3. If the decision is made to leave the parking lot, it is appropriate and appropriate to do so quickly and immediately, especially if there is a car waiting nearby.
Come on, get out, get out.
Be human.
4. He who is not disabled and keeps his disabled daughter - God willing, he will be disabled.
Well, I exaggerated a bit.
repeats me
5. Park between the tracks.
please.
If someone in front of you is a fake - try to figure out how to do as little damage as possible.
And at the exit you will scratch the car with a key for him.
mere!
Not really.
Both because it is forbidden to do such things and also because maybe he too is a victim of the garbage he faked before him.
6. When you intend to stop for parking, signal with the four blinkers.
It is the most understandable.
More than hand gestures and shouts that no one hears.
7. Take public transportation.
8. Go on foot.
were we wrong
We will fix it!
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