It’s been a while since “06880” ran a bad (aka “entitled”) parking photo.
No, Westporters have not suddenly learned to park cautiously, courteously and cleanly between the lines.
They’re as inconsiderate as ever.
What’s changed are my standards. Now, to qualify for a post on this blog, the parking job must either:
- Involve 3 or more (yes, it’s possible) spaces, not “just” 2, or …
- … Be so jaw-dropping, gob-smacking, head-thunking unbelievable that no one other than the parker himself or herself could have dreamed up.
#2 was on full display yesterday at Fresh Market.
(Photo/Alana Flinn)
I know my readers. 60% will agree that this is really, really bad.
15% will ask why I didn’t show the license plate. (Because it wasn’t visible in the photo, duh.)
10% will ask if someone called the police. (They can’t do anything. It’s a private lot.)
10% will wonder why I keep posting photos of entitled parking, and make some snarky remark about “06880” in general. (NOTE: I do not force anyone to read my blog.)
And 5% will excuse the parking, because “the driver might have had a medical emergency.” (There were no medical personnel on the scene.)
There you go. Let ’em rip.
