Parking… My Rant

What is it with people and parking?  Is it that hard for you to put your car between the two lines?  Are you really saving that much time by parking, with your hazards blinking, in the Fire Zone?

And handicap placards… don’t get me started.  I guess you can get these at the local 7-11 because it seems like every pudgy person in the tri-state area has one.  You are going to be walking inside the mega-mart, do you really need special parking?  I once saw a person with a handicap parking placard RUN into the store!

Then you have the selfish bastards…  These people, with their “my car is soooo special I need to segregate it from yours” mentality love to make up spots to rest their chariot.  Please don’t be concerned about the flow of traffic around you, the safety of your fellow man, or the fire hydrant you are oh so conveniently blocking.

Before I get accused of being a hypocrite because of MY personal parking habits, allow be to explain my logic.  You see, I don’t want to park next you your 4×4 with the giant swinging doors.  I don’t want to park next to your mini-van you used to transport your 16 screaming hyper children.  I don’t want to park next your beat-up grocery getter.

Where I DO want to park is away from all of that.  I want to park in the back of the lot, in my own single space.  I want to be away from your drama and come out to find my car all by itself right where I left it.  No new mysterious door dent, no shopping cart resting against the bumper, and no $80,000 import parked 6-inches from my door.

Is that to much to ask?

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