couldn't get down this morning as i was in buddha cafe meeting these important peoples, and all day i felt this annoying money on my back, get back get back, get back in the surf. so i drove down in the afternoon and was surprised at the crowd, i went to park in a space and some girl who had driven passed the space and was some way ahead just reversed really quickly and wound down her window.
'oh that's my space.'
'have it, i am not going to fight over it.' i say all relaxed and chilled amicable like a buddha.
'i was here first, i want that space.'
'it's yours,' i repeat.
'getting angry now she says, 'i have shit i need to do today and i was here first.'
'we all have shit to do, why don't you park your car and let me drive away from you.'
'i was here first,' she yells out.
man i drive around the corner park and have a surf. my neighbour is in the water, we chat. there's a storm coming, big surf and chop. i'm catching a couple of waves and struggling with the rip.
later i wander through the car park, i see the ladies car in the space. it has a parking ticket, she was only allowed to stay there for 30 mins. 
that's the way it is with me sucker. i sit down opposite and have a drink and about twenty minites later she appears in her car at the exit where she has to give way. i can see the look of madness in her eyes, an angry fucked up unit of loathing. i smile at her when she sees me sitting opposite, you were there first, i whisper.