Yesterday I was in a fiestier mood than normal, just ask Mez. I know, shocking as it may be. Every work day I park in the infamous garage. Wednesday I spotted this truck taking up two spaces. A healthy well-adjusted "therapy free" human might just shrug it off and move on with their day.
…okay, I just had to act out on this guy though. He took up two parking spots in a rather cramped garage. I mean really, there are parking spaces where one can park their behemoth trucks which don’t require one to straddle the solid white line. He has better options than hogging two spaces. I bet he doesn’t pay for two seats when he flies. Do you suppose he asks people to step away if they invade his personal space? I highly doubt it.
- Option 1: ignore
- Option 2: throw eggs
- Option 3: hide in the truck bed and jump out just before he gets in the cab
- Option 4: blog about it
- Option 5:
I have a large Penis!
I’m so mature. I can’t help myself in these sorts of scenarios. My right index finger just wants to touch the metal. I felt like I was under some spell, probably the same one which had me removing yellow ribbon magnets from cars. We won’t talk about that though since I need to act mature seeing as I will be a parent soon enough.
I found the 4 door truck in the garage today and the owner had rubbed out my message and was parked in one space, not two. I sure showed him. …passive aggressives of the world, united and take over…!
Egan: 2 Jerks: 1