Book Signing Event

While here in Arizona, I called my mother and we agreed to attend a book signing she wanted to attend. I drove an hour and 20 minutes through terrible Phoenix traffic and arrived an hour late to pick her up. We had plenty of time, as we had decided to go to eat first. Well, we drove to Changing Hands books store and it wasn't too crowded in the parking lot yet, so I took up two spaces. I sidled right up the middle of the line, out of respect for my husband's shining black Corvette.

Anyway. The evening was great. Natalie Goldberg's book on writing your Memoirs was discussed and I really am glad i went as it helped me get over a hump on the book I am writing. Anyway... the place got quite crowded with all sorts of people, mainly frumpy school teacher types, closet middle aged Iowans and a spackling of snow birds, a harmless group.
When we got to the car after the event, I was pleased to see my parking worked to fend off would be denters. However, I also had 3 hand scribbled notes under my wipers. These frumpy closet Iowans actually took the time to tear out small pieces of notebook paper and/or old envelopes to scribble: "SORRY FOR THE SCRATCH... "WORST PARKING JOB...EVER" and finally: ASS.

I thought they looked kinder and gentler as they sat listening to Natalie Goldberg. Guess not. Now they will have a nice little addition to their memoirs.