This has been dominating my life the last 18 hours. I couldn’t sleep last night. So I was coming into my building last night and we have this underground car park. My allocated space is next to another allocated space, and on my right is a big concrete pillar. I entered my space front first and avoided the pillar, but I was a little close to the car next to me. I tried to reverse a bit and adjust, but somehow that made it worse. And then I tried again, and it got worse. I ended up with my car leaning sideways into their bay, like an inch away from their car. I called my wife for advice (I’m a relatively new driver and I’m not great at parking sometimes) and she said, leave it because if you move any more you will hit their car. They were parked rear first, and if I try to reverse out I would impact their wing mirror. There is a solution; they could just drive out in a straight line as their car is pointing outwards anyway and is clear. Then I could sort out my worst ever parking job and get out of their bay. But my word; I wish I hadn’t got in the car that day. What an awful parking job; literally the worst ever. I’m really ashamed about it. I’m coming back from work now and I hope they’ve squeezed last me to go shopping or something so I can fix up my appalling parking job. I couldn’t sleep last night thinking about it. My wife inisists on driving most of the time and I have said I need to get more practical parking experience. Now she’s gone for a month visiting family so if I don’t drive, I don’t eat. I’ve parked there before without issues but oh my did that go wrong. That poor person parked next to me; they didn’t deserve such a jerk parking job next to their nice car. Oh dear.