I just saw the worst person in the world!

I have seen the worst person in the world. I took my mom to the library tonight. She uses a wheelchair, so I went to park in a handicapped space, and there was a car parked diagonally over two handicapped spaces. :mad: To make it worse, I’m pretty sure they didn’t have a handicapped plate or hangtags. I probably should have reported it, but I didn’t know if I should tell the library people or call the police, and I thought the car would be gone before the police would get there. So I left a note under the windshield wiper and went home. It would have been sweet to see them get a big ticket, but sometimes justice is slow and fickle.

Have you seen the worst person in the world? Tell me all about it! I love stories about horrible people.

What did your note say?

Where was this? If it was where I know you used to live, shoulda called the cops.

Boo. I wish you could have waited. I probably wouldn’t have wanted to leave Mom in the car either, though, to go inside and raise hell.

I run across so many self-centered assholes, I couldn’t possibly pick one of them as the winner on my list.

LOL.

There are a whole lot of "worst person in the world"s.

It said:

YOU ARE THE WORST PERSON IN THE WORLD

I would have put “including Charles Manson and Jerry Sandusky” but I ran out of room.

I’m in Chapel Hill. They probably would have taken care of it, but I felt kind of silly calling 911 and they don’t have a general number. You’re supposed to call 911 for everything. I will call if it ever happens again.

Last weekend I was pulling up behind someone backing out of a parking spot. I thought it was incredibly obvious that I was waiting for the spot. A lady pulled up from the other direction and put her blinker on. Once the car started pulling out, she started pulling in. I put my hand up in a WTF gesture and then waived her ahead into the spot while I drove to another one.

As I was walking past her car she was mouthing something at me through the closed window. I walked up and as she rolled down the window I said “pardon me?”

She then laid into me “The next time you want a parking spot put your blinker on so people know that’s what you’re waiting for instead of hand gesturing at me. Don’t be so rude. Bye bye.” And then she rolled the window up.

I stood there smiling and shaking my head and said (through the closed window) “but, but I let you have the spot?”

What a weird encounter. And she had a toddler in the back. Not sure what his language skills were though.

ETA: To be clear, it was an end spot and I wasn’t really turning into it, I was pulling into it straight on, hence no blinker.

If you are in an area where the police will/can respond to such calls, please don’t feel silly making that 911 call (when that is the appropriate number). Chronic non-enforcement is what leads the rule-breakers to feel more and more brazen in their abuse. If your city, township/village does indeed respond to handicap-parking violation calls, by all means, make that call.

People around here do that. They think that putting your signal on reserves the parking space. I’m with you–first come, first served. If you get there and someone else is already there waiting, the parking space is theirs. Parking lots are a common habitat of the worst people in the world, along with post office lines and shopping malls.

Next time I will call. Maybe you can answer a question–if this car did have a permit, would they get a ticket for parking over two spaces?

Yes.

ETA: To be sure tho, sometimes it is necessary.for a disabled driver/passenger have the car parked well into into the painted off area right next to the space itself, to make sure there is enough room for a wheelchair, depending on the set up of the spaces themselves.

I’ve met two serial killers. 'Nuff said.

I don’t think that was the case. There are five spaces, and all of them have an empty space to either the right or the left. The spaces are pretty generously sized so you could park in the striped space and have room on the other side of the car even if another car parked there, unless you have a really large van. This was a medium-sized car.

Yesterday at the grocery store, I saw a parking job that rivaled the one you describe - the small sedan was parked as though the spaces were perpendicular to the driveway, instead of diagonal. It was straight across the handicap-reserved space, along with the wheelchair aisle and a portion of the adjacent space.

I was shaking my head, but my husband was shaking his even harder (he’d waited in the truck while I ran in for a few things.) Apparently, the woman who had parked so badly started off in the space reserved for new parents (next to a trolley corral, a little extra space for maneuvering car seats,) and then backed out and pulled straight in to the diagonal handicapped space. Tony’s professional opinion? She may have been handicapped (there was a hang tag,) but she was also extremely incapacitated - maybe drunk, maybe something else, but definitely a menace to everyone sharing the road/parking lot with her. He had called the local PD to come check on her, but we didn’t wait around to see the outcome.

Only two? Maybe there’s a few you don’t know about (yet). Anyway, you win! I want more stories about horrible people, though. It reminds me that I’m pretty lucky to live in a laid-back place where we really don’t have that many horrible people.

That does sound like a bit more than bad driving skills. If she was driving impaired, I hope she got a ticket. Was there any way that someone could have parked beside her and blocked her in? That’s a fun thing to do with bad parkers.

Yes I have. Twenty years ago in a parking lot in Granada Hills.
At the time I was on crutches with a shattered heel. It was a very busy Saturday afternoon. I was driving down the aisle looking for a spot. Parked in the aisle in the direction of traffic was a car whose tail was blocking just enough of an open handicapped space that I couldn’t get into it. Two guys were standing next to a car in the space next to the handicapped one. I gave a quick beep on my horn to get their attention pointed to the space and my handicapped placard. The asshole in question (AIQ) came over to my window and said “Can’t you see we are having a conversation here?”
“I can see that, but I’m on crutches and I just want to get into the handicapped space.”
“Fuck you” and walks away.
I had to park on the far side of the lot and clump across the lot on crutches.
He was still there and by that time I was pissed. I got between the the two of them and went off on him. I told him if there was a God in Heaven that someday he would wind up on crutches and someone would do to him what he just did to me. At that point I hoped he would realize what a complete fucking asshole he is.
As we were leaving my son said he thought that the AIQ was going to swing one me.
I can see he has moved and stepped up his game.

No! :wink: