Get a life, willya?

I return from the dark to be petty and complain about people who save their parking space after a storm. Don’t get me wrong — if there’s a huge storm, it takes a couple of hours to dig out your car, it’s a total pain in the ass and nothing is more irritating than spending three hours digging out your car so you can go to the supermarket, only to come back to find that some jerk has taken the spot you just dug out.

No, I’m talking about the people who save the spot weeks after the storm. Unless three feet has fallen, and it’s been freezing cold ever since, the snow usually melts and spaces free up. Maybe not all of them, of course, but such is the hazards of parking in the city.

I take the bus to work now, and so I’m not driving every day. I left my car in a spot for almost all of last week and finally got around to clearing it off yesterday. Of course, when I came back from the supermarket, some wise guy had put a trash can and traffic cone in the spot. Not that I really minded, because there was plenty of parking, but how petty. You do not own the spot directly in front of your house!

Also, I am really, really glad I don’t live where parking is extremely tight, like Southie or Back Bay. Yay, Brighton!

1 Comment so far

  1. Mark (unregistered) on January 12th, 2005 @ 4:46 pm

    I agree. The other day, when we only got a couple of inches, no need to even dig your car out and my neighbors were already marking their spot. Unless we get a foot, you shouldn’t be able to save your spot. And I’m sick of the “locals” having such a chip on their shoulder.

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