“Sam, I’m gonna have to put down the phone. I gotta parallel park.”
(Sam waits, patiently listening to me praise myself shamelessly as I perfectly center my car between a Jag and a street sign – 8 inches between each. In one attempt)
C: Sam, I am a parallel parking God-dess!
S: Take a picture. I want to see.
C: Well, ya see, that’s the thing. There’s no need to document this. My parallel parking is like diamonds. Yes, it is a dazzling display of beauty and art. But at the end of the day, it’s not that uncommon. I will be able to do this again tomorrow.