Good luck being an asshole
Last night, there were no parking places on my usual street. Well, there were a few, but they were just a few feet behind a big rusty pickup with fraternity letters and no rear visibility, and a few feet behind a junk truck with no visibility.
So, I parked at a small stretch of curb between two driveways. I avoid this spot, because the first time I parked there, when I came out in the morning there were notes on my scooter.
Well, it's a legal spot, you can't rent a curb, there was no where else, so I parked there. I have actively been avoiding this spot, since I got the note, because anyone dumb enough to think that they can rent a spot on a public street is not someone I want to deal with.
This morning I made sure to bring a pen, just in case I needed to respond to a note.
But no.
When I turn the corner, my scooter is parked on the sidewalk. And there are two people getting into a car that is parked where my scooter was when I left it last night.
"Hey did you move my scooter?"
The guy said that he didn't. The woman in the car said that she did. That set me off, geeze, I have not been so mad in a very long time. She fucking lifted it by the locked front tire, and rolled it onto the sidewalk, then parked her car in "her" spot.
She could not fathom that she had done ANYTHING wrong, which made me madder. She thinks that I am parking in the spot that she pays for, and "everyone" else knows not to park there. I was yelling the whole time, at 8:30 in the morning, "If you're paying for this spot, you're an idiot and getting ripped off, because no one can charge you for a public curb. If you're paying for the space in front of your driveway, you're spilling over. Just park in your GARAGE." I was not very nice, but she fucking moved my scooter, and thought that she was completely right in doing so.
She had no comprehension that the curb between the driveways could in no way be her's, and that she was in no way wrong. "If you park there again, I'll have you towed," she says. Towed for parking on a non-painted curb, because she thinks she owns it. 1164 Alabama is inhabited by a moron.
The conversation ended with them getting in the car, and the guy telling me, "Good luck in the neighborhood."
To which I responded, "Good luck being an asshole." And they drove off.
And then a beat up pickup stuffed with laborers pulled up and parked in front of the asshole's driveway.
