Gymnastics Required

Another long day at work. I had planned a walk with a friend, but we postponed it due to rain.

At lunchtime, P and I went to do some grocery shopping. As we came out of the supermarket, a considerate driver had parked his black BMW so close to my car that I couldn't even get to the door. 

I had to get in on the passenger side and climb over the centre console into the driver's seat to get us home. 

So thank you, unknown driver, for confirming every not-very-polite thing I think about BMW owners.