Once again, Mrs. HM's attempt to have an unremarkable scratcher-buying experience was thwarted by a ne'er-do-well usurper of her rightful handicap parking space at the Gas Station Chicken Store.
It was Monday afternoon, after a hard day of selling the Double Hovel flip house(s), and I wanted nothing more than a peaceful visit to my regular scratcher provider. Yet here was this car in my space. I looped around and pulled into the FREE AIR parking space. I thought this driver might be leaving. After all, her tail lights were lit up from her foot on the brake.
But no. I waited five minutes, running the air conditioning in T-Hoe. Despite looking like an overcast day in this photo, the temperature was low 80s. Maybe this gal was waiting on a passenger to return. There were only about 5 cars on the lot. It shouldn't take long. But it DID.
Pay no attention to this gentleman striding in front of the car. He appeared while I was trying to get a picture of the license plate for shaming purposes. I first thought maybe he was her passenger, and that she'd be moving on. But no. I finally got out to start my painful trek inside.
I suppose it was considerate of this lady to be such a bad parker. I had room to cut between her car and the building, hobbling right over the handicap stencil on the pavement. As I did so, I peered inside her car. I may or may not have given her my former-teacher stinkeye. It was a white-haired old woman. Still, that did not excuse her. She had no handicap plate, nor placard, and she was JUST SITTING. Not on her phone, not doing anything. Just sitting in my rightful handicap space, with her foot on the brake.
As I rounded the corner of the building, SHE DROVE AWAY! Dagnabit! I could have had that space if I had waited indefinitely for her to leave. But wait! All she did was drive into one of the gas pump lanes! She got out with no noticeable handicap, before I even made it to the door.
I guess some people think those stencils on the pavement mean the space is a designated waiting area for those who are looking for access to a gas pump. It's not as if she had the whole entirety of the parking lot to sit in her car and wait... She didn't even have a view of all the pumps around the corner.
4 comments:
How very rude of her. if she had parked over just a little further you could have still squeezed into that handicap space, though maybe not be able to open your door enough.
River,
Then she would have been in the driving lane, inconveniencing even MORE people!
She was probably totally unaware of her faux pas and would have been surprised to learn she has inconvenienced others. Oh wait, that is just the definition of self-centered ....
Kathy,
EXACTLY! Why in the Not-Heaven would somebody choose the lone handicap space to wait for a gas pump to become available? Unless she felt she was more important that the differently-abled.
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