Waiting for Bluetooth to connect, putting on seatbelt, fixing Bluetooth, putting drinks in drink holders, waiting for Bluetooth, turning on lights, fixing Bluetooth.
More like seatbelt is muscle memory they don’t actively think about. Nobody is mentioning closing the door or aligning their foot to the pedals either.
Perhaps it’s more of a “hey, parking is hard to come by in this neighborhood… I’ve been circling for a while and noticed that you got into your car and now I’m sitting here with my blinker on, blocking traffic, waiting for the spot to free up so I can park and get on with my day… what’s going on in there?”
You’re the asshole in that situation. Don’t expect that any parking place is yours until it’s empty, especially when you have no idea when the people actually parked in the space are leaving. You should never be blocking traffic waiting to park in an occupied space because you assume they’re leaving.
I understand this. At work parking is hella bad, so I routinely get to work over an hour early just for parking, and then most days I bring lunch or don’t eat because I don’t want to lose my parking during the day.
That being said, because I know parking sucks there, I’m extra quick when I do have to leave because I know the feeling of driving around looking for parking, becoming hopeless, and resigning to the quarter mile walk from the next closest available parking.
I’ve never understood the people who purposefully just sit there and stare at the person needing a parking spot in their rear view mirror waiting for them to leave. My dad does this, and I’m always just like “Aren’t you taking more time away from yourself now too just to stick it to someone else?”
Leaning in, starting the car, hitting the garage door button, putting stuff in, grabbing ice scraper, begrudgingly pondering why I had to get another car that’s currently in the garage, parked where if my running one was it would not need scraping.
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