The parking brake failed again today. I was hanging out the passenger side door. Trying to reattach the fucking dreamcatcher for eighteenth time when it happened.. "Umm, excuse me Mister." I lightly yelled to the gentleman who had just parked in front of me. He looked up from his phone with a puzzled expression as I clung myself to the rearview mirror. "Could you help me? My parking brake isn't working, and I think might roll into your car."
He paused for a few seconds then jumped into his 2017 something and drove up on to the curb. "Thanks a lot" I muttered, as I slowly made my way around Roseanne, like a starfish, using all my body weight to keep her from rolling into traffic.