“A child in the dark, gripped with fear, comforts himself by singing under his breath. He walks and halts to his song. Lost, he takes shelter, or orients himself with his little song as best he can. The song is like a rough sketch of a calming and stabilizing, calm and stable, center in the heart of chaos. Perhaps the child skips as he sings, hastens or slows his pace. But the song itself is already a skip: it jumps from chaos to the beginnings of order in chaos and is in danger of breaking apart at any moment…”

—Deleuze and Guattari, A Thousand Plateaus

Image by: Jody Ake, Landscape

I had today off from work so I decided to head over to Barnes and Nobles to buy a portable dictionary and a couple books. I was in the store for no longer than 15 minutes.
I’m walking in the parking lot returning to my car and I notice the space next mine is occupied by a Jeep Grand Cherokee. As I get closer, to my horror, I noticed it was completely diagonal and just barely touching the bumper of my car. After several attempts of maneuvering around the Jeep’s bumper, I was so frustrated with the person’s lack of coordination as a driver and the consideration for the world around them, that I decided to leave a note:

“Dear inconsiderate Grand Cherokee driver,
You park terrible.
Please do yourself and the community the service of learning how to park your vehicle within the designated lines.
Sincerely,
The Volvo wagon that was blocked in by your parking blunder”