Parallel parking.

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The act of fitting your car into a spot nestled between two other vehicles.

It can be a moment of great triumph or horrendous embarrassment.  It seems like successful parking is only completed with no witnesses, leaving me wanting to point and whine: "Ugh..did anyone see this?!..anyone? anyone?"
And then there is the public parallel parking disaster.  
You pull up next to the car parked in front of your desired space.
Hi!  Good to meet you, clean windows you got there. Nice. Excuse me, just backing in...Have a good day...
You reverse so quickly and tightly that all you've done is backed directly into the curb.
annnnd you pull back up next to the car parked in front of the space.
Well, hello there...we meet again.  Just slipping behind you...don't mind me.
 You slowly angle in and realize you've nearly left a bike path between your car and the curb.
annnnd you pull back up next to the car parked in front of the space.
Oh...hey there. Ha, miss me?  Gonna give this another go...
You cut your car in so quickly that you nearly smash off the other car's bumper.
annnnd you pull back up next to the car parked in front of the space.

Hi.  Yeah um, my mirror really just wanted to meet your mirror. Ope, look! Ha. Guess mine is a little taller.  They look cute together though...
You start to reverse, feelings mixed between determination, desperation, and simply pathetic. Then you see two cars are waiting behind you... feeling mortified...you face defeat.  
...you put the car in drive...as you slowly pass that car parked in front of the space...
Nicetomeetyou. It'sbeenfun. Nexttimepullupfurtherwhenyoupark...k,thanks, mymirrormissesyourmirror,byyyyeee.....