I once saw
A dear old lady turning left into an empty car parking space at the supermarket.

Just before the space was the bit where the trolleys get stored and just after the space the next space was occupied by a car, the driver was a dear old man and he was reading his paper in the drivers seat.

Dear old lady was far too close to the left hand side to successfully turn into the space without hitting the wooden fence post with the passenger side of the car. So she neatly avoided this by very slowly and carefully driving the front of her car into the drivers side door of the watching man, who simply stared open mouthed in disbelief.

There was a loud and satisfying metal crumpling sound and through tears of laughter I could see her blaming and pointing at the fence post to her left by way of explanation to the man in the car.

Stupid fence post.
( TheFinch is getting to grips with the complex plane on, Sun 3 Jan 2010, 19:45, Reply)