{"id":501,"date":"2008-06-28T13:53:42","date_gmt":"2008-06-28T18:53:42","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2008-06-28T13:53:42","modified_gmt":"2008-06-28T18:53:42","slug":"worst-parking-ever","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.andrewlorenzlong.com\/?p=501","title":{"rendered":"Worst&#8230; Parking&#8230; Ever&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/tntluoma.com\/images\/womansparkinglot.jpg\" width=420 height=280 border=0 alt=''><\/p>\n<p>On Thursday night I attended Beverly&#8217;s first ever pasta get-together.  About seven people showed up and we ate delicious Italian food that Beverly and her coworker planned and prepared that day.  Towards the end of the night her roommate mentioned he would be going to see Wall-E Friday night.  We made plans Friday morning to join them.  However, I waited too long to buy our tickets and the showing that they were going to was sold out.  I hastily bought tickets to the earlier 7:10 showing.  Traffic was miserable and I didn&#8217;t end up at Beverly&#8217;s office until after 6:30.  We finally arrived at the mall (with the theater) at 7.  Beverly hopped out to go get our tickets while I parked.  Twenty minutes later I was still lurching around the parking garage.  There were quite literally no parking spaces left in the entire garage -but the automated tickets kept pouring out and more and more cars entered the garage.  Twice I left the garage and looked for street parking -but the way that mall is situated there is no other accessible parking around.  As the clock struck 7:30 my anger was fermenting and I actually started screaming things like &#8220;goooo!&#8221; and &#8220;c&#8217;mon!&#8221;  It was then that I realized that the situation was out of my control and I should calm down (although the thought of Beverly waiting for me and wondering where I was didn&#8217;t make me feel great).  About ten seconds after I consoled myself to calm down a woman calmly walked in front of me and got in her car and left.  <\/p>\n<p>Now keep in mind that Beverly left her cell-phone&#8217;s charger in London by accident &#8211; so I had no way to contact her and let her know what was going on.  She had said she was going to grab the tickets and leave mine at the box office.  So, I jogged up to the theater and made a b-line for guest services.  I was so focused that I had to hear my name called out from above three times before I realized that Beverly was standing above me on the second floor with our tickets in hand.  Twenty minutes earlier she had procured sweet seats at the back of the auditorium and come out looking for me.<\/p>\n<p>Wall-E turned out to be lighthearted and somewhat funny.  The visual look of the film was fantastic, with Pixar employing even more &#8220;real&#8221; camera tricks than we&#8217;ve seen before (although Ratatouille was very good at this too).  The subject matter was actually a little heavy for a kids movie, but I doubt the kids in the audience noticed.  I couldn&#8217;t help but think that Wall-E&#8217;s head looked exactly like Johnny 5&#8217;s&#8230;.but then again I&#8217;m sure the kids in the audience wouldn&#8217;t know what that is either.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway &#8211; the moral of the story &#8211; do NOT go to the Century City Westfield mall on a Friday night (unless you&#8217;re taking a cab).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On Thursday night I attended Beverly&#8217;s first ever pasta get-together. About seven people showed up and we ate delicious Italian food that Beverly and her coworker planned and prepared that day. Towards the end of the night her roommate mentioned he would be going to see Wall-E Friday night. 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