People who walk like drunken sailors in store parking lots! (Sorry Munj, I know that's a sentence fragment). I always try to be a considerate pedestrian when I'm on foot, as I know that trying to anticipate what I'm going to do is not always conducive to moving two tons of steel. However, whenever I'm driving through a parking lot, nobody can seem to walk in a straight line, prompting me to call upon my nonexistent mind-reading abilities to see if they're going to stumble in front of me so I end up running them over.
