Patient Relations

Given the opportunity to relate a parking story after discussing aspects of "handicapped" space events, I passed along a legendary one that (I'm almost certain) Seinfeld lifted from whomever thought it through or wrote down the actual occurrence.

My interlocutor was representative of all the patients I've interacted with toward lifting spirits and making progress... the wonderful thing was... well, you'll see...

Fellow in sedan hunting for parking spot in the Village, driving hither and yon. Finally sees someone pulling out up ahead of him. He assumes the parallel park position forward of the space. After a glance back, as he begins to turn the wheel before backing, in an instant a red sports car revs into the spot. Sedan miffed. He leaps out of his vehicle and confronts the sport.

"Stole my spot."
"No comment."

Words superimposed, an altercation was constituted. A patrolman on beat happens upon and is expected to settle. Stories are evoked. He gives Sport a ticket for disturbing the peace. Sedan is elated. The officer turns to him and writes him up for blocking traffic.

OK. Old joke. Funnier still was that the lady I was briefing anticipated the punchline! That made the transaction superb. We was blissed. She had to drive; I proceeded to resocialize in a more blithe manner consequently.