You know who you are. You pull past the spot, stop traffic, and then spend forty-five seconds reversing into a space that you could have pulled into face-first in three.

You do this because you believe it will save you time when you leave. It will not. You saved four seconds on departure and cost everyone else a minute on arrival. That is not efficiency. That is selfishness wearing a seatbelt.

I see you at Albertsons. I see you at the bank. I see you at school pickup, backing in like you’re docking a spacecraft. You are not docking a spacecraft. You are parking a Tacoma.

Pull in. Get out. Live your life.