Hi. My name's Naomi.
I live in the Mission
district in San Francisco.
Until about ~ years
ago I didnt have a car.
I kind of resented them.
My landlord, Oscar,
lives upstairs but his garage
is under my bedroom.
Almost every morning
there's this terrible
noise.
The whole room shakes.I
mean, things
fall off the walls.The
first few times I heard
it 1 was really scared.
I thought it was the earthquake.
Oscar never opens the
garage door until after
the car starts.
He keeps goosing it to make sure
it's really going.
And the radio,
as far as he's concerned
the radio is part of the magic
that makes the car go.
At first 1 tried to talk
to him about it.He's hard
of hearing so I had
to yell. "Oscar",I said,
"Do you think you could
be more quiet with your car?"
He grinned and nodded
his head yes.
But it was the same.
Finally, 1 got used to it.
1 don't even wake up
now.
Five years ago I started
cleaning houses for a living.
That's when 1 bought
the car.
Most of my clients are
in Marin.
I had no idea parking
would be such a problem.
Is it like this in Detroit?
Sometimes I park on
the sidewalk. It's okay
to do that for
a little while, but you leave
your car there too long,
they tear your fender off.
People are very lazy;they
don't like
to walk around
something like a car
parked on the sidewalk
in front of them.
1 tried to park across
the street.
Ihere's usually a space
between those garages
just the size of my
car.
I got my ties slashed.
Sometimes if I'm real
sweet to him, Oscar
will let me park in
his driveway.
But that doesn't happen
often.
So 1 park on the sidewalk
and look out the window
a lot, waiting for somebody
on my side
on the street
to move his car.