For the third time in a month, there’s been no parking in our lot. See, in our apartment building, there’s six units. Each unit gets two parking spots. There are twelve parking spots. Works out nicely, right? WRONG! Some asshole, when he (she? they?) moved out, left his fucking broken down piece of shit in the lot. Actually, now two assholes have done that. So, that leaves only ten spots for the rest of us that still live here. So, the last two times, we parked on the street (where it’s damn near impossible to find a space).
Tonight, however, was even worse! The lot spaces were full, two assholes had parked their cars behind other cars, thus blocking them in, and one asshole had the nerve to park on the fucking lawn! What the fuck? The landlord has assured us that they are working to get the abandoned cars removed. Still, we had to park a block away tonight.
What pisses me off the most is that I feel like we have some kind of curfew. The three times it’s happened were when we got home past 11:00pm. I know, that’s lame that we hardly ever stay out late. What can I say?
What kind of asshole leaves his fucking car behind when he moves?
Fuck!
Sorry. I had to get that out of my system. I’m going to bed now to get some rest and calm down.
I never hate myself in the morning. I sleep till noon.
–Sig line courtesy of Wally
You get twospaces per apartment??? There are 30 apartments in this building and 29 spaces.
That shouldn’t be so hard. Call the police and have them “towed at the owner’s expense”. Actually, the manager would have to do that I think. Walk over to his apartment with a cell-phone. Have him call while you wait. If s/he won’t call, then you can call the management company and have them call. You might also try to get authorization to call the police yourself.
Or you could just go to your neighbours’ apartments and ask them to move out of your spaces.
“I must leave this planet, if only for an hour.” – Antoine de St. Exupéry
Johnny–Actually, instead of landlord I should have said building manager. He does not live in the building. I didn’t get into the details in my OP, but here’s more of the story:
The manager is well aware of the problem.
The cars belong(ed) to people that no longer live here. So, I don’t know if there’s a way to track the owners in order to make them pay for the towing. (The car has no plates).
The manager has only been managing this building for nine months or so, and I think the cars belong to tenants that he did not know.
He told me that he spoke to the police and they told him that they would not remove cars from a private lot.
I personally called the police last night (to try to get permission to park in a no parking zone for the night) and they told me that the building manager can have any car removed from his lot for any reason, any time.
I will relay this to my building manager when I speak with him.
Nanno–Nice thought, but I actually like our building managers. They are an extremely nice couple who take great care of the building and our concerns. They just became aware of the problem last Monday. (I called after the second time it happened).
I never hate myself in the morning. I sleep till noon.
–Sig line courtesy of Wally
Dial a few of those ‘1-800-Donate-Yer-Vehicle’ places. Anybody who thinks most of those outfits require a title just haven’t thought the thing through.
Five phone calls, tops, and the ‘abandoned’ cars will disappear without a trace.
I wouldn’t really recommend actually trying to use the tax deduction receipt they give you though . . .
Dr. Watson
“Executive Director; Covert Activities Committee; Anytown, USA.”
Years ago a car parked in my spot and my manager gave me the towing company’s phone number to call. They came and towed the asshole’s car away. Then when the asshole went to complain to the manager, the fucking bitch refered the bastard to my door. That’s really fucking passing the buck. I’d never call the tow company now in case the guy comes back and blows my head off.
I’d also not recommend getting into the other guys car and pushing it away since you’d be breaking and entering. Oh yeah, and I’ve hated that fucking manager bitch since then. When I moved out, she tried to get the whole place repainted and charged it to us. We were only there for 9 months and I called the ombudsman to complain, the fucking bitch, hope she stays in that stupid complex, Le Chateaux, for ever.
Of course, the mischievous car gnomes could move them in the night.
The manager can have the cars towed. The lot is private, and cars may only be parked there with the management’s permission. Any car parked there without management’s permission is subject to being towed.
The last owners of the cars can be tracked by the VIN (vehicle identification number), which all cars must have. It should be visible on the driver’s side through the windscreen. But you don’t have to track down the owner. The police or towing company will do that.
“I must leave this planet, if only for an hour.” – Antoine de St. Exupéry
