it is only a parking spot.

Today’s FUCK YOU going to the asshole that left me this little love note on my car:

"Why Don’t you Park in the Space That you Spent 2 hours cleaning…. Not the one I did!!!  MOVE YOUR CAR"

They even went through all the trouble to use 2 different colored Sharpie markers.

Now, I may seem like the asshole but here’s why I’m not:

I was running late for work to begin with, went outside to hop in my car to go to work and I find a shield of ice on my windshield.  I couldn’t get it off due to my lack of balance at the moment(another problem in itself) so I asked Matt if he’d run me to work real quick.  So he comes downstairs and gets the ice off(yay) and I hop in the car and start to drive down my street.  Some guy cuts me off as I’m getting ready to turn forcing me to go up over the mountain of snow and ice on the side of the road(either that or get hit…).  So I am like fuck fuck fuck and I get on the main road and hear this awful CRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCH noise.  There’s ice stuck under my car probably tearing the shit out of it’s belly.  I stop, turn my hazards on and call Matt.  He doesn’t answer because his phone is still turned off charging.  I text his work pager, nothing.  He finally picks up and by that time I’m crying because people keep speeding past me and are all annoyed and shit.  So Matt drives up behind me and gets the ice from under my car that I couldn’t get due to the afformentioned balancing problem, by that time I am too traumatized to drive to work myself(I have serious driving issues, if you didn’t know that already.).  I ask Matt if he will take me to work and he says he will so I drive around the "block" so to speak and then park in the first relatively clear spot I find, keeping in mind all of the ice I just dug out from under it a few minutes prior.

Oh, did I mention that we DO NOT have assigned parking and you can park wherever you want?  You know how many nights I’ve had to park way the hell across the complex because all of the "close" spots were filled and about froze my ass off?  Did I leave notes on anyone’s cars?  NO.

I didn’t park in that spot to be an asshole, I didn’t park there because I wanted to be malicious and take what someone else had cleared.  I just fucking parked my car!  So I come home with Matt last night at lunch to pick up my car and drive myself back to work and find that lovely note on my windshield.  What I really want to do is leave my own note(but not sure who’s car it is) saying that they probably needed the 2 hours of exercise and that we don’t have assigned parking spots so just deal with it.  But I decided that would be just as immature as the jerk who left me the note so I won’t.

I just feel so fucking mad at whoever wrote that.  I hate the fact that there are people like that in the world, people who get so mad at losing a parking spot.  Yeah, the snow and ice fucking SUCK but deal with it.  Go get some more exercise and clear off another spot, prick.  I’ll be sure to watch out for you so I can laugh at and mock you a little more.

Yeah so I’m probably a loser for writing a whole entry about this but dang it pissed me off, stupid petty ass person.  UGH.