Someone stole my space on Monday!!!!
At hospital no less, taking the good lady in for a final check up and the car park was full. I saw a couple walking towards their parked car and parked along a bit and stuck my indicator on to show I was going into that space once vacated.
As they pulled out another little car roared in and blocked my way before parking in the space. Given that the good lady and the little lady were both in the car I couldn't scream blue murder out of the window and instead had to glare at the couple as they walked away from the car.
There isn't a lot worse than a space stealer. Well, ok. There are lots worse. You know what I mean though!
What the!! The nerve on that guy! And just when I'm writing the Traffic Koans too! Those basturts!
Drivers with pesky little cars are almost always the perpetrators for some reason. They both must have the clap that's why they're itching to get the space so that they could have their nethers looked at. Maybe that's why the doctors say never to stick or be stuck by something unclean.
There's a special place in hell for space stealers for sure. Rather... a spatial place in hell.
Aha!!!! Oh yes!! A spatial place!! Oh I like that very much!!
They will pay there, every hour!!
Oh yes of course, they will pay and it will not be tax-deductible. That would be the real hell!!