I absolutely hate parking. It really stresses me out. It is astounding, the distance I am willing to walk to avoid parking near other cars. This peculiar habit results because I am really bad at parking. My plan of action is usually to turn the steering wheel, hope for the best, and when I inevitably park worse than the guy who was steering Titanic, I walk away quickly and hope no one witnessed what a complete failure I am.
On the rare occasions where I am forced to maneuver my car into a compact spot, I emerge from my car with sweat on my face and one eye twitching, as I mutter "Never again...."
Sometimes I think i'm conceited. But today I saw a girl that had a picture of herself as the background on her iPad. So I decided that i'm fine