Parking like an a**hat?

Hate idiot parkers? Do what this attorney did. :lol:
http://www.q13fox.com/news/kcpq-sea...car-keying-incidents-20110601,0,1754456.story

I dont have enough space in this forum for my rant on parking idiots and door dings.

But I live in a apartment. We're designated one reserved spot...
One day I come home at 10am to find this 2011 Jeep Laredo in MY reserved slot.
So I block it in. About 10 minutes later the driver starts honking. So I walk out ever so slowy and count the 30 steps it takes to get me to the ground floor.
I confront the driver, a female with a ghetto attitude. I just said, this is my reserved spot, please dont park here again.
She yells, WELL YOU DIDNT have to block me in, there are many open spots available.
In my head I was like, exactly.... you didnt have to take my spot.
She yells at me, I WAS JUST DROPPING some medicine for my son. I was only going to be here for a quick second.
I told her theres no need to yell, just dont park here next time.
She starts swearing at me so I slowly move my car out of the way.

She saved a whole 5 seconds parking in my spot, cause I found out her spot is just 3 cars down from mine. :roll:
If she could have just apoligized and it would have been all good.

When I lived in San Diego, I used to HATE the people that had reserved parking spots but would take the non-reserved spots that were just a few feet closer and leave nothing for me. We would have 50 empty reserved spots that people were afraid to park in so you'd have to park on the street and walk back up the hill. It was retarded. When i had my F350 dually I was driving around the Rubio's (mexican style restaurant) parking lot and noticed 6 different vehicles parked in multiple spots and crooked blocking some spots. I managed to fit my dually between 2 cars, perfectly between the lines on the first shot, walked into the restaurant talking very loudly about how retarded it is that I have no problem parking my dually correctly but the driver of a Corolla and an Avalanche (hoping that tehse drivers would hear me) can't fit in one damn spot.

matthew13 said:

If somebody parks that close to me while I'm inside a store I just open my door as if the car were not even there. DING!!

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I don't like to give back bad for bad, as a rule.

But one time in my life, I did the same.

Came out of the store, headed for the truck.

Watched an old codger parking his truck right next to mine. I stopped, to let him get parked and out of the truck, while I was still several spaces away. Didn't want to take a chance that he'd hit me while parking.

Took his time, but still ended up very close to my truck. Would have taken him an extra few seconds to back out again, and run his truck back into the center of his spot.

The real kicker is that there was nothing on the other side of him. He could have parked completely over the line on the other side. He was just too frikken lazy to think about what he was doing, and/or too frikken lazy to fix what he knew was wrong.

I'm pretty sure he knew it was wrong, because while walking away from it, he looked back at how he had parked, hesitated, then just headed right on into the store.

He parked so close to my truck that I had to get in on the passenger side.

Once in, I opened my door, and slammed pretty hard into his truck.

Left a ding. But not as much of a ding as I'd hoped for. LOL

:roll:

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A different kind of parking story...

Went to the grocery store.

Not many spaces near the door, so I headed to the back of the lot and parked.

As I was nearing the store, this jerk in an expensive sports car races into the parking lot so fast, he almost ran me over. I literally had to jump out of the way.

He saw me. And he didn't even try to apologize or anything, when he got out of the car.

He parked crooked in the handicapped space, next to the door. No handicap sticker. No handicap plates. No handicap placard. And no problem getting out of the tiny sports car real fast, and making it into the store really quick..

I continued my regular slow pace into the store. Figuring the guy was in such a hurry, I'd probably see him already at the checkout by the time I got in there.

When I got inside, he was still near the front of the store. In the produce section. Basket in hand, and slowly strolling along, checking out the veggies and fruit.

I caught up with him, with me on one side of the short produce aisle, and him on the other.

There were others standing around, as well.

I caught his attention. He gave me a fairly civil, but impatient kind of look.

I asked him if he was retarded.

All civility went away instantly. But he was shocked, and couldn't give me any other answer than "No".

I said, "Well, I just wondered. You parked in the handicapped space. You ran in here. You don't seem to have any other handicaps. So I assumed you must be retarded."

A young couple immediately applauded, and then others joined in. LOL

He sat the basket down, and left the building...

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You'd have to know me pretty well to know that not only did I actually SAY/DO exactly what I describe... But also that it is extremely unusual for me to do so. LOL

It was all I could do, not to walk out of the building at that point, myself, from sheer embarrassment.

What's it take to walk across most parking lots, anyway ?

I am disabled. Enough so, that I could get a handicapped parking sticker, placard, or even plates.

I don't want them.

Most of the time, I am just fine.

Sometimes I am in enough pain that it is very difficult to even walk.

I usually just look for the nearest shopping cart, and use that to sort of lean on, for the complete trip through the store and back to the truck. Doing so, keeps the pain from getting worse, at least.

Way I look at it, I can cope. There are people out there who simply can't. They are in a wheelchair. Or they are simply worse off, physically than I am.

They need that spot. I don't.

And some prefectly healthy jackass in a sportscar that costs more than I'll make in ten years, sure as hell doesn't !

Know what I find funny.. having worked around a parking lot that had handicapped spaces.

The handicapped spaces were in the middle of the parking lot, but not necissarily closer to the pool and the club house.. there are actually spaces closer that are not handicapped reserved.

The handicapped people go out of their way to park in the special blue space rather than take the closest empty space to where they are going to.. :lol:

Then there's the 3 open spaces all in a row, one being a handicapped spot.. you'd think the handicapped accessible person would take the spot next to the empty handicapped space so the next handicapped person could come along and have a 'reserved' spot in case the other spaces fill up. :lol:

Oh well... I don't care I guess. 5 pm is going to come and I'm going to go have a drink with a pretty lady or two.

LOL. Went to the mall the other day. Guy in a Corvette had parked in two spaces, about 4 inches over the line or so. This is in the wayyyy back of the parking lot, and it's a Friday at like 5 PM. There's no other spots available. So I just parked right next to him, managing about half an inch from his car, still well within the line on the other side. Copied down his plate number and took a picture of the situation just in case I got any mysterious dents on my doors.

Fortunately, he had reversed in (I say "he" because I really feel few women are competent enough to reverse in a spot with a standard transmission) and his passenger side was the next to me, and I guess he had gone to the mall alone, so there were no dents left in my door.

Sometimes I'm tempted to bring out my keys and give them a flame job on the side of their cars, but I have them hanging on a caribeaner on my side, so if I have to squeeze that close to a vehicle, it'll probably key it anyways. I've never intentionally keyed anything before - I generally let my better judgment decide what to do. :wink:

^600th post, son. :headbang: