The act of parking your car away from other cars. The person may not even be trying to look suspicious, but by default they become suspicious, especially in crowded areas with heavy traffic: Mall Parking lot, Restaurants, arriving late to a social event with a large crowd. This type of parking becomes more apparent when there are a lot of parking spaces available but you the person, for whatever reason, parks far away.
John: Have you seen Roy? He said he was going to be here 10 minutes ago.
Brandon: Wait, is that him? He drives that blue Ford pickup, right?
John: Yes, where is he?
Brandon: He's Stalker Parking. He is on the other side of the parking lot. He's the only one there waiting in his truck.
John: He has always been a Stalker Parker.
Brandon: Wait, is that him? He drives that blue Ford pickup, right?
John: Yes, where is he?
Brandon: He's Stalker Parking. He is on the other side of the parking lot. He's the only one there waiting in his truck.
John: He has always been a Stalker Parker.
by Russell228 December 31, 2011
This is the person who, usually on Saturdays, or on post-Christmas sales days or both if you are really really unlucky, drives around and around for hours trying to second guess and spot from a distance, someone who has finished shopping and is going to leave. It can also happen on really cold rainy days where, although there are spaces within yards of the entrance, everyone wants to park as close as possible so as not to experience the unpleasantness of the climate.
This can be very annoying if you are merely dropping off cumbersome bags in order to resume retail therapy/madness without having to carry the stuff around. By the time you get to your car, you realise creepily that someone has been watching you for at least 10 minutes, maybe longer if the stalker has telescopic equipment, and they are already there, watching with squinty eyes and the signal light blinking to warn others that the car parking space belongs to them and to let you know in a non-verbal way, that you had better get the hell out quickly!
This is particularly annoying if you are starving, have picked up something to eat, and just want a few minutes peace and quiet to nosh in the privacy of your own little space. You feel obligated but annoyed to see someone waiting. You either pretend not to see them, or signal that you have food, signal that you aren't actually leaving if that's the case, or if you're really a pushover, just leave even if you didn't want to.
Also known as a Parking Lot Stalker.
Most people have sat on both sides of the fence in this situation so most of the time both parties handle it in a civilised way.
This can be very annoying if you are merely dropping off cumbersome bags in order to resume retail therapy/madness without having to carry the stuff around. By the time you get to your car, you realise creepily that someone has been watching you for at least 10 minutes, maybe longer if the stalker has telescopic equipment, and they are already there, watching with squinty eyes and the signal light blinking to warn others that the car parking space belongs to them and to let you know in a non-verbal way, that you had better get the hell out quickly!
This is particularly annoying if you are starving, have picked up something to eat, and just want a few minutes peace and quiet to nosh in the privacy of your own little space. You feel obligated but annoyed to see someone waiting. You either pretend not to see them, or signal that you have food, signal that you aren't actually leaving if that's the case, or if you're really a pushover, just leave even if you didn't want to.
Also known as a Parking Lot Stalker.
Most people have sat on both sides of the fence in this situation so most of the time both parties handle it in a civilised way.
Get ready for a confrontation - there's at least 3 irate Car Park Stalkers waiting for our space. If we're lucky, they will just fight amongst themselves without us having to get involved - give us a chance to eat our Big Macs before they get cold and be entertained at the same time!
by Missy M September 20, 2005