I went to Whole Foods after class today to pick up some lunch/dinner. (Husbear is in Russia, so no one is here to feed me & I cannot cook) This jerk had parked so poorly that his big-ass truck was taking up his spot, and most of the spot behind him. He had attempted to pull through the spot, but didn’t go all the way.
This Whole Foods is pretty busy, and it has a tiny parking lot. I got pissed off because it was about to rain and this jerk took up two of the spots closest to the door.
So I wrote a note…
It said “Hey asshole, learn how to park!”
Not stellar, but it gets the point across. Plus, I wanted to get over there before he left and before it started raining.
His truck was still there when I left and the note might not have been readable by the time he got out there, but it made me feel better.
It’s the small things really, like telling the asswipe on his cell phone to let you know when he is ready to give you his script. Not going over there until he hangs up. Or cutting off a pill head’s supply line by calling every pharmacy in the area and all of his or her doctors.