Sentimentality Reserved for Parking Lots

I am pulling into a parking space at a mall when a guy in a white convertible tries to overtake my space and collides with me. I approach him angrily and call him an asshole, but he hugs me. He gives me some new age line about how the universe gives you exactly what you need when you need it; surprisingly, I understand that he is right and collapse into him, sobbing with gratitude.