to think that life must be pretty darn good...

[youcannotbeserious]

.... if the biggest thing to worry about is the policing of Parent and Child parking at supermarkets?

I mean surely this rules out:
Not having our DCs
Not having a car
Not having any food
Not having any money to buy food
Any other bad thing that would mean we didn't actually care where we parked.

In Maslow's hierarcy of needs, I think we must be pretty much at the bloody pinacle when what gets our goat more than anything else is the number of steps taken between car and supermarket.

Kinda true but consider this:

If so much in one's life is dismal and one feels powerless to do a whole lot about it then getting mad about parking is a venting opportunity and a valuable one at that.

I reckon 8 out of 10 ranters have out of control shit going on in their lives.

zpost with RR

RR and Objectivity...

I never thought about it like that...

good points made by all

Gosh! The things thathave set me off when all around me otherwise is going tits up. Really, I am !

Very philosophical points made by all. good old Mumsnet!

o & rr perspective at last -well said.

Yes, I agree - I hadn't really considered the cumulative effect....

ALthough....
there was a letter in ther Evening Standard tonight from someone complaining about the number of prams/buggies in the aisle of the bus as he (Yes he) couldn't get on with his 'heavy bags'. He suggested that they should be folded up and stacked in the luggage bit.

Oh how I laughed.

Hope we are all happy too.

(Let's leave the audi-driving-estate-agent-twat in peace tonight! )

I suppose where I was going with the OP is that I am so happy. I'm not the richest, or the best looking, or the wisest, but I am happy.

I have a wonderful DS, a lovely dog, a great DH, two great DSDs, I live in a nice house in a nice area and have a nice life.

I suppose I just feel appreciative of the things I do have.

And, probably best not point out to DH that he came further down the list than the dog.

yep I agree it can often be the last straw that tips you over the edge.