“I Park Like An Idiot”
I’ve noticed, that after the first snowfall of every year, people forget very basic driving skills.
I’m not just talking about the people that forget, “hey, that’s ice, maybe I should make sure I can stop…
Nope….”
*CRASH*
No, I can actually deal with those guys.
Or the people who are like, “I should probably scrape my windows and defrost my windshield…
I’m only have to drive 40 miles until I reach my destination, I’ll be ok….”
#INSERT RANDOM EXPLOSIONS#
Those guys aren’t that bad either.
It’s the people that think, just because they can’t see the lines means that they aren’t there.
This is not hide-and-go-seek where when someone can’t see you means you can’t see them!
No, in-fact, the lines are still in effect.
And they haven’t changed direction, color, or sexual orientation.
They’re the same, and I shouldn’t have to spend my time painting snow yellow just to make sure I can get a parking spot at any given time of the day.
Also, snow-plow people, please don’t put snow in, on, around, or under my vehicle, it puts me in a bad mood.
Which you have already put me in since I just discovered the 39 and 1/2 parking spots you dumped snow upon.
My parking lot it not a snow landfill city worker-man, no, and you are foolish for treating it as such. Please stop because I am tired of having to park in my living room just to be able to turn my car off.
Between the people that park horizontally, in their F-950s, across diagonal spots, thus wasting 12 perfectly good receptacles for my 350 lbs Chevy Caviler, (I really only need half a spot guys, seriously) and the inconsiderate plowmen, winter is a very cold season.
And that’s why it snows.
