Learning to Park
It is amusing, and incredibly frustrating to discover who here at the Berkshires lives in NYC. You can usually tell the actors by how they park. Not used to having a car. Unable to pull fully into a spot, and not enough over to the side to allow another car alongside. Our tiny driveway and parking area, which should easily accommodate six (assuming two are parked in...one of them usually being me) currently holds only four.
At one in the morning, the last thing I want to do is maneuver my tiny car with poor power steering into the narrow space between the house and the company car. I fear I may loose a tail light tomorrow morning when the actors decide to drive to their rehearsal.
At one in the morning, the last thing I want to do is maneuver my tiny car with poor power steering into the narrow space between the house and the company car. I fear I may loose a tail light tomorrow morning when the actors decide to drive to their rehearsal.
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posted by Unknown at
12:43 AM
1 Comments:
Why do the actors have cars? Oh yeah, I forgot that you're in the U.S. and have to drive everywhere.
Your story reminds me of Franklin house when I was "driving" the Big Red Bastard. "It looks like al's hot car lot out there."
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