This post is a bit out of order. I had started it and then misplaced it and just found it so i guess i will finish it. There was a storm in between the twenty minutes of hail storm and the construction of the carport. My best friend/neighbor has a rather large carport that can house an rv and a parade float. Its only housing lawn equipment at the moment. So people began calling ahead and reserving a spot under it when storms were in the forecast overnight. Well, she told me i could have a spot under it but others had called before me and by the time i loaded the dogs in the car and drove the 9 minutes to her property, it was very apparent that there was only enough room for half an suv left under that carport. I didnt think my best friend would do that to me so i figured i must be wrong. My eyes must be deceiving me. There must be some way to make the car fit. I tried three separate times as i just couldnt make sense of the fact that she had told me there’d definitely be a spot for me and then what i was looking at was enough room for half a car. The third time i pulled within a centimeter of the other car and the pole holding the carport up and i realized i was not mistaken. There was not enough room. I didnt the only thing i could think to do. I drove to the gas station and parked sideways in between the pumps. It was between 1 and 3 am so i didnt think too many people would be trying to get gas anyway. 3 people joined me doing the same thing. They eventually left. I left as well. When wave two of storms came i tried to come back but by then somebody had already called in saying we were posting up under the gas station roof and they had cops guarding it. I just needed to buy some time until i could get that carport erected. It didnt feel great. I felt sneaky, like a criminal, and i was oh so tired because its hard to sleep when you’re in a running car full of windows parked somewhere where you know you’re not supposed to be. There was pea and quarter sized hail. It probably wouldnt have dented the car, but i was nursing a different problem. The tail lights were cracked and i needed water not to get in before i could get them replaced. They were ordered but hadnt arrived in the mail yet. It did buy me the time needed and im not sorry i did it but seeing the cops there that night and knowing they were there to prevent people like me from returning as prime gas getting hours neared…it felt shameful.
