When you’re driving home from work and you actually believe you’ll find parking within close proximity of your home.
After you realize you were a fool for actually believing you would find parking and start cursing the city for not taking a better initiative on parking and ask yourself why you still live in this neighborhood.
You promise the parking gods you’ll drive less and start walking, riding a bike, offer your frist born… just so you can have a parking spot.
You realize you’re gonna have to drive around for 45 minutes and probably park 5 blocks away
You finally accept your fate that you’re never going to find parking near your home and end up parking in a land far far away.