I kind of agree with this, to a point. I have seen guys in huge trucks make a big deal about backing into a parking spot like at Walmart on a Wednesday or something with half the lot empty, like on the level of setting up cones and a red carpet to guide them in while they straddled 2 parking spaces crookedly, because their giant hunk of pollution-spewing RAGE and MANLINESS simply CANNOT be contained in only one space...the very idea!
But in places like Six Flags parking, or Knott's, if big trucks don't back in it is a nightmare watching them try to back out of a parking space when they are leaving, but partly because people in general are douchebags and instead of just waiting for the guy to move, they keep walking behind him, oblivious that anyone in the world exists except themselves, other than when he is moving when they try to go behind him so he gets a little closer than they want so they smack the truck and yell at the guy. If people were, you know, actual human beings, we would all wait for the 90 seconds it would take for this guy to back out, instead we all have to be at our cars RIGHT ****ING NOW because me leaving is the most important thing in the world. As a result, it ties up any traffic trying to move down that particular lane in the parking lot, so now we are inconveniencing dozens if not literally a hundred or more people, and putting families at risk with all that metal driven by their own douchebags worried more about being the first guy out the exit rather than caring about anyone walking around them. I have seen this countless times, especially at the big theme parks. It is ridiculous in the extreme. So if the guy instead takes a minute to back into the spot when he first gets there then he can pull straight out and doesn't have to go through this stupid Dance of the Morons.
Saw a great two-fer once. One time we tried to get people to stop to let a guy out. He was driving a huge dually 4 door truck jacked 87 feet off the ground, all kinds of spotlights and bar lights and **** across the top of it, proclaiming himself as King of the Douchebags and Prince of the Microphalluses, you know because he needs that level of power to take him and his wife and his 3 year old kid to Six Flags for 4 hours on a Thursday, can't be seen dead driving in his wife's Corolla - what's left of his pea-sized ********* would shrivel on the spot. He of course took up 2 1/2 parking spaces, yet another douche move. So we stopped to let the ******* out and tried to flag down a couple other families to hang on while his Royal Douchiness freed himself from the parking space. One guy and his 3 kids and his wife just walked right past us. I said "hey man let's let this guy out, it is tying up traffic". True to form the walking-douchebag turned and, holding his 4-or-so-year-old kids hands said "**** you grandpa" then laughed into the phone he was of course talking into while walking down the middle of the busy parking lot aisle. I mean, that meth isn't going to buy itself, amirite? And boy, he sure told that 50 year old guy who was boss. So he turned...and walked smack into the side of the truck. Dislodged his insouciantly-crooked hat with it's round label and everything, bumping his glasses almost off his face, and his kid watching because his kid had the good sense to notice they were walking into a truck and actually stopped. So a good 15 people stood there laughing at the guy. He didn't do a lot of blustering then. And he also stopped so the truck could get out of the parking space.
People are the worst.