It’s sad when you’re really good at something and then it’s
not needed anymore. For instance, I feel bad for the people who don’t get to use their
beautiful handwriting anymore. Bummer.
One of my talents as many of you know is parallel parking.
The new self-driving cars will eliminate the need for that talent unfortunately. But yeah,
for the time being, I’m pretty good at it. So good that I received an
unsolicited compliment from a stranger eating at a sidewalk diner earlier this
week after I backed my car into a tight spot on one attempt. It’s a beautiful
art when you do it right. And it makes for fun, inexpensive entertainment for
sidewalk diners. They can place bets as to whether you’re going to get the car
into the spot, how many moves it’ll take, whether you hit one of the cars or
maybe a meter, etc. I suspect the woman who complimented me had won a bet of
some sort.
I, like the good race horse jockeys in yesterday's Preakness Stakes, don’t mind being the
subject of an occasional bet. But look out you talented jockeys! Are jockey-free race horses the next thing?
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