there are a lot of people out there - especially delivery people, who think those blue parking spaces mean it’s okay to put their car there, and leave it running while they deliver a meal, a package, a much needed part for the maintenance team, etc.
bad enough
my office’s parking lot is oddly configured, but the blue spaces are, naturally, near the main door. the first two flank a ramp, the other four line up against the curb along side the building this is not to scale but you get the idea - the blue spaces are the numbered ones - off to the right of the drawing is the rest of the parking lot.
Delivery people will park across spaces 1 & 2, or right behind them if there are already cars parked, making it impossible to get into (or out of) those spaces.
REALLY TICKS ME OFF BIG TIME
and it’s not just at work. this happens all over. I always see cars in blue spaces without the proper permit tag hanging from their rear view mirror, or stamped onto their license plate.
PITPITPIT
I think they should put signs in front of the disabled parking spaces saying “Do not park in these spaces without a permit under pain of YOU WILL DIE.”
Or maybe “Park here again, and I CHOP OFF YOUR BALLS!”
You obviously don’t understand; the people who park in handicapped spaces who aren’t handicapped are SPECIAL. They are also allowed to to take up two parking spaces, park in the fire lane, leave their babies in the car unattended, drive without turn signals, and just generally do whatever they please, because the rules don’t apply to them.
I need to hijack slightly, for the stupidest waste of paint and plastic ever. At a couple of shopping malls around here, they’ve got the 1-2-3 handicapped spaces by the door. So in spots 4 and 5 now are these big orange signs that say the spots are “reserved for parents with small children or expectant mothers”. So dude. Who’s to say that I’m not an expectant mother? Can’t I claim to be just a little bit pregnant and take the spot? Think they’ll pull out the pee-on-a-stick test and threaten to tow me if I fail it? I wouldn’t bother, because I have a huge guilt complex and just couldn’t do it, but please. People take the handicapped spots when they know that a) they’re risking a fine or towing and b) they’re inconveniencing people (which I’m sure is far less important to them). So you really think they’re going to obey a stupid sign that’s not enforceable and carries no penalty? Good luck.
Back on sort of track, I do not understand people who circle the lot for 20 minutes just to get a spot kind of close to the door. Especially at the gym. Oh, it would really suck to, I dunno, break into a sweat before you went inside to work out! Morons.
And yes, the handicapped spot stealers are actually relatives of the Emperor of the World, so they get a free pass. What, that guy in a wheelchair had to park on a hill 10 minutes away? Well, too bad for him, because the nephew of the Emperor of the World really needs to mail a package!
Is there a way to make a complaint to the authorities to get these people fined? I’m thinking a quick picture (even a cell phone camera would be good enough for this) accompanied by a brief affidavit stating the time and that no handicapped placard was displayed? It might be a fun hobby making these scofflaws pay.
I hate those spot stealers. I have the fucking plate. I’m legal. GET OUTTA MY SPOT YOU BASTARD!
Well, don’t move here. People around here consider it OK to just stop your car in the middle of the street and take off for a while. Not to mention parking on the sidewalk…
Just for the record, and to make it perfectltly clear, I didn’t order 87 bajillion of these. And I’m especially not sticking them to cars in and around the Metropolitan Toronto Area. Because that would be wrong.
Especially the assholes who follow you to your car and wait for you to vacate the spot. I don’t care what kind of hurry I am in, I’ll sit there till they get pissed and leave, or if another car approaches from the opposite direction, I’ll pull out so as to block the first asstard and allow the interloper to take the spot. Screw’em.
Yes. This is especially fun when you have two toddlers with you. I take the time I need to get them properly strapped into their car seats. They can blow their horn all they want. Ain’t gonna make me move any faster!
Do you do this even if the lot is full?
Their car is running - move it for them.
I almost look forward to seeing people parked with their left tires over the line. If I have the time, I’ll spend a few minutes seeing how close I can get my car (POS 93 Corolla) to theirs, while staying completely within my spot. 
When I hear the horn blow is about the time I realize I forgot to pick up one more item at the store.
Fang comes out of his car seat, and we head back in. I’m still surprised his first word wasn’t “dumbass.”
So I was on crutches after shattering my heel. I had the hang tag that allowed me to use the blue spaces.
I was taking my kids shopping. We drive through the lot and when we get to the handicaped space there is a car stopped in the direction of travel partway blocking the space. Not completely blocking it, just enough that I can’t pull in. The driver is out and talking to another guy next to the car on my side of said handicapped space. I pull up look, and seeing that I can’t get into the space, I toot my horn a small beep. The two guys look up, I point to my permit, and to the space, and to the car that is blocking it.
The one guy comes over to my window and says (in a very pissed of tone) “Can’t you see we trying to straighten out a problem here?”
Me: “No, I can’t actually, all I can see is that you are blocking the handicapped space I would like to park in, because I am on crutches.”
Him “There was an accident here, and we are trying to straighten it out.”
Me: “Could you please pull your car ahead maybe two feet so I could park?”
Him “No”
So I go for the next closest parking spot (which was clear on the other side of the lot BTW) I clump back over to the two guys got right in his face and here is what I told him. “Hey asshole, if there is a god in heven I hope that some day you wind up on crutches. I hope that when that happens somebody does to you what you did to me today. I also hope that when they do that, you remember what a complete asshole you were today.”
I thought the guy was going to swing on me, I was getting ready to hit him with my crutches if he did.
The best part was as we were walking away, my son (15 at the time and learning to drive) asked me “How do you get in to a wreck when you are parked?” When I got done laughing I turned and shouted across the lot.
“Hey shit for brains my son is learning to drive and he just asked a question I don’t know how to answer. He wants to know how you get in to a wreck at 2 mph in a parking lot”
I thought the guy was going to stroke out by the look on his face.
I’m in total agreement about assholes who take handicapped parking spaces. I just have to point out the converse, though: People who don’t look particularly disabled, but who are nonetheless. A woman I dated in college was recovering from a nearly-fatal bout of encephalitis and was in danger of seizures if she exerted herself too much. Her doctor thought she was OK to resume classes if she didn’t have to walk too far to them, so she qualified and used a Handicapped parking permit. No crutches, no limp, no noticeable disability.
She almost quit that semester because of self righteous jerks. The comments she got were easier to handle because she could respond to them, but the constant dirty looks were almost too hard for her to take.
I know this isn’t usually the case. Just saying.
Funny I see it from the other end, hey they are risking a ticket parking in a spot I wouldn’t, so that frees up a spot for me somewhere else
What gets me is people who have the proper permit but shouldn’t - these are the super elites, able to legally break the law - I hate those bastards!
A co-worker mentioned something about parking in the handicapped spaces. “Why not; I have a tag?” she says. The tag was for her mother who has since passed away. She had not the slightest bit of shame telling me this. In fact, she seemed a little proud of it. I wish I’d had the nerve to tell her what an ass she is.
I had the exact same thing with a cow-orker. Her daughter was disabled, so she’d drop her daughter at school every morning and then park in the handicap spot here at work. She made no bones about it either – she’d tell anyone that she just plain didn’t like walking too far.
They “retired” her last year.
“No, your mother, who is an ex-parrot, had a tag. You have an incredibly inflated sense of entitlement, and I think I’d like to beat you about the head and shoulders with a clue-by-four, you flouncy jackpipe.”