My daughter has a job a a local shopping mall. She has been working there for close to a year. Most of the time I or my wife would drop her off and I would pick her up. To say that this was a hassle is understating it. Eventually. she received her restricted drivers license. So now she is able to go and return from work without any need for a ride from her mother or me. We were so proud. Our little girl was finally growing up.

Last week my wife and I decide to go to the mall where our daughter works. Low and behold I spot my truck “parked” in the lot of the shopping center.

To say it was crooked is an understatement. When we asked her about it she said the truck was parked fine and the person in the blue Honda could get out easily.