While I was in Malaysia, I did my best to park as far away from the entrance areas in car parks. The locals made every effort to park close to entrance areas, some even waiting for someone to come back to their car so they didn't have to walk more than twenty steps into the shop/store/mall etc. So I'd find a corner miles away and park there in an effort to minimise those plonkers that 'forget' there's a car next to them (eg. mine) and throw open the door resulting in those infuriating dings and scratches caused by idiots.
However, it seemed as though the Blue Beauty was a magnet for plonkers and for some strange reason no matter how far away I parked, when I came back there was my car sandwiched between two manky Protons, millimetres away from mine. Astonishing. An almost empty car park, miles from the bloody entrance and these dimwits find the need to squeeze next to me.
