Was in Mercato basement parking the other day when a dingbat of the European, female persuasion took an absolute age reversing out of a space, obviously intending to drive the wrong way down the aisle I was in.
The fact that 6 cars were lined up against her intended direction of travel, was apparently irrelevant.
As she squeezed past in her 4wd, I quite mildly (I thought) pointed out that she was going in the wrong direction. Her quite heated response started, "No I'm not, I've lived here for 5 years..."
My reply? "Well I've been here for 30".