And holy hell, I can’t believe I forgot to us VB Code. :: hangs head in shame :: It’s the website I’m hand-coding now, dammit. It’s not myyyyyyy faaauuuuuulllt!
I’ve been saying for years that any driver who parks illegally in a handicapped space should be made eligible to use it. Preferably with a baseball bat to the kneecaps.
There is, howsever, one thing about the OP that bothers me:
So now the car was going to be blocking the handicapped drop-off space until its asshole owner decided to bow to the inevitable and pay his fine (or whatever needed to be done to have the wheel clamps removed), which from his earlier reactions would probably be a while.
Nah, I’d have used the big red button on my shiny watch that opens a trap door (yes, even on the pavement by the grocery store) that drops the offending dickhead into a canyon whhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiistle -BAM! with a puff of dust when he hits bottom. Just like Wile E. Coyote!
What? I can dream can’t I?
Anyone else recall a commercial where some arrogant guy parked a convertible either illegally or cut off an old guy to do it, and the old guy threw a bunch of popcorn or seeds or something in the car… luring birds, who came and left processed popcorn (aka birdshit) all over the interior?
Presumably they are going to call a towing company and impound the vehicle and not return it until he has paid his fine and impound fee.
Or they were immobilizing it until the police or the towing service they contract with can stop by. 
That story honestly warms the cockles of my heart. Sniff. I am so touched to see the asshole get what was coming to him, and one so rarely does… usually the prick would just ignore you, probably because he’s on a celphone talking too loudly to notice anyone in his path, and get back before his car was ticketed.
Of course he’s learned nothing, being a fucking sociopath, but at least he has to pay to get his car back. I hope security went over him go and proper with rubber houses and socks filled with frozen oranges.
As a wheelchair user, I think that the way in which you handled the situation was perfect; you didn’t threaten him, vandalize his car, or give a sanctimonious speech - you calmly informed him of his violation and left it at that.
I might have approached a security guard rather than the bloke only due to the possibility that said bloke might become irate and violent, but that’s me.
I usually hock a big loogie on their windshield when they’re not looking. Does no good to anyone but I feel better about it. The more expensive the car the better.
I usually see things differtently then others. This is no exception. I would only park in such a space in a rare emergency situation. Other then that the space is useless for me. If someone does park there who shouldn’t that means one less car parked in legal spots and hence one more parking spot for ME.
Add to that the fines people rack up are like a tax I don’t have to pay.
But that’s just ME.
Not to be contrary, but don’t you think you might have over-reacted to a situation you didn’t necessarily understand?
People with disabilities don’t always look disabled. My father has a handicapped sticker for his car, after he had his knee replaced and his back surgery. And you can’t tell that my mom has arthritis by looking at her, and their car has as much right to a handicapped parking spot as anyone else.
I think the guy might really have been handicapped, and you owe him an apology, and restitution.
Since he obviously left his handicapped sticker at home, help him out by taking your keys and drawing the words “I Am Handicapped” on the sides of his car, for next time.
It’s the least you can do.
Regards,
Shodan
Shodan: Re-read the OP:
It wasn’t a handicapped parking spot. It was a drop-off lane. Nobody at all was allowed to park there.
I would have done as the OP had done.
But I would have wished have answered him back
“Dude, you need to be handicapped to park there, would you prefer a broken leg or broken neck?”
Bravo! Bravo!
Whooooooossshhhhhhhh. 
I’d like to add my kudos to the OP. The closest I ever got was reporting such a car (in an actual space, where there was no sign of any placard or special license plate) to mall customer service so they could inform their parking patrol. No one was around; if there had been, I have no idea if I’d have had the courage to say anything to their face.
One of my best friends from college is quadraplegic, and he drove us around all the time (really, he did!), so this is a subject that pushes more buttons for me than it might for the average person…
How is a car modified to give a quadriplegic the ability to drive it?
Hmm. I looked up the word, and it didn’t mean what I thought it meant! Looks like the friend I mentioned and I used this term a LOT more loosely than it actually warranted. He CAN move his arms to a limited extent, though his hands are frozen to a good extent.
Oops. Learn something new every day.
If you were any more flawless, you’d be at risk of being nailed to a post.
–thumbs up–
You did good. Have a Fosters on me. Or two. Hell, make it three and call it a week.