I hope there is alien intelligence out there somewhere, because there's precious little down here.
I parked in the last available spot at the local hardware store and after making my purchase I walked back and unlocked my car. An unbelievably obese man (squeezed into an over-stretched Wayne Rooney Manchester United shirt) waddled towards me and with all the arrogance you might expect from a Man U supporter, rudely demanded that I take more care parking in future because he couldn't open the door wide enough to hump his corpulent carcass into his car (parked to the left of mine and wider than mine too).
So I ambled round to the back and checked my parking skills - within about two centimetres of centre - and plenty of space on the left for a normal sized person to get in.
I understand that overweight people have the same rights as everybody else and so I tried not to be too ungracious with my response.
However, I wasn't the architect who specified the width of the parking spaces and if this conceited twat knew he needed to open his door a full ninety degrees due to his own personal overabundance he could have *$%@#$!&#ing well parked in the street where there was plenty of space.