Another Cosmic Spite

You are searching the parking lot, you go back and forth, back and forth looking for someone that may be leaving his or her spot, until you find a spot, lingering in the distance. 

You race for it, hoping that no one beats you to it, you park, feeling like you achieved something and you walk all the way to the mall’s entrance.

Then right when you have reached the entrance, right when you are about to step up the stairs that lead to the entrance, a car pulls away creating a free spot.

And there is no one waiting to take its spot.

Everytime.

What is that? 

Not cosmic spite?