Apparently, I have developed a slight fear of parking garages. I have no idea where this came from. I don't ever recall being afraid of parking garages before. I have to park in a parking garage when I volunteer at the hospital and every time I drive into the stinkin' thing my chest gets all tight and I'm pretty sure I start minorly hyperventilating. I think terrible things about how there are hundreds of cars above my head...are cars intended to be "suspended" in the "air". I've been parking the basement lately, and it's super scary down there. Just think about all of the stories of cars sitting precariously over my head. It makes my heart flutter. I tell myself, "Simmer down, this parking garage has been here for many, many years! It hasn't collapsed yet!" One would think this might possibly calm my spazzed out nerves, but no it makes it worse! I look around at the 70's style painting and then start looking for cracks that will surely bring the thing down. That's my cue to walk as quickly as I can to the safe building where I can't hear cars driving over my head.
Not only do have this fear of the thing caving, but what about all of the crazy people that sit in parking garages just waiting to get you. Have you seen the movies?! Anytime there is a parking garage nothing good comes of it. So, on top of retreating as quickly as I can to the safety of the building I'm also checking my back. I'm sure if a doctor is ever in the same parking garage as I am he may admit me to the psyh ward.
I blame it on watching too much 24.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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I understand about the cars being suspended. It is kinda weird, but if you brave it all the way up to the top level, you have nothing to worry about. I'm trying to think of my fear that has to do with this, but I don't have one right now.
I've never liked them. They feel too small for Honey to get through, and I've watched one (or twelve) too many movies that involve guys with guns and parking garages!
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