I occasionally drive my "rolling restoration" 1960 MGA. It's a tiny thing with thin aluminum doors, so I'm always careful where it is parked.
I was in a grocery-store parking lot talking with an older lady who used to race these things in her youth when a monster-cab pickup pulls in and door dings my freakin' windshield!
The guy's door actually hit the chromed pin on the top of the aluminum windshield frame!
I took some satisfaction that my little chrome pin dinged and scraped paint from his door with no damage to my MG!
If Mr. Monstertruck was 12" closer to the ground, I'd need to repair/replace a 45+ year old door skin. Not cool.
I honestly think that most people just don't care. They have no respect for others and don't appreciate the value of property - theirs or yours.
Hell, we fired the housemaids because they kept placing their purses with metal fittings on our Stickley furniture - "antique-ing" it in the process.
p.s. - This is why I avoid Wal-Mart at all costs - I don't want to be infected by the chronic mediocrity and malaise oozing from the store's patrons.
p.p.s. - I can hardly go somewhere without women asking about my car. Do vintage Porsche's get this kind of attention? If so, I'm definitely looking into that 550 Spyder!