My mother in law has the best luck with finding parking spots. Some people don’t but try to force it. You know the type, the ones who will wait for 10 minutes for a car to pull out to avoid walking 20 feet. Sometimes there’s a good reason for waiting, most of the time there’s not. The other day, Jess and I were going out. We drove up and parked in the first spot we saw. Yes, it was some 40 feet from the entrance but so what. We have legs, it was nice clear night, walking never hurt anyone. As we walk up to the entrance, we see a lady waiting for a car to pull out of a parking space. She had already been waiting there for quite some time. As we walked in she was still waiting. Why was a spot that close really necessary. For the life of me, I can’t figure it out. There were perfectly good spots 15 feet away. Was she really planning to buy that much stuff? I don’t think so, it was the parking lot of the HEALTH CLUB! My god, you come to exercise but are afraid of walking 20 extra steps. Novel idea: start you workout early, walk an extra 20 feet. 
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Somehow I think it's a game with the parking lot to get the best spot. A sense of minor accomplishment. But I agree, use those legs…esp. at the health club.
Hahahahaha. I love it! Truth often is better than fiction!