“NEXT TIME DON’T PARK SO CLOSE”
Ok let’s examine this situation. Location, a high-traffic region in the town of Somerville with metered parking and a general paucity of spots to put your car relative to the rest of this country’s asphalt-covered terrain. (aka Davis Square)
Myself and the author of the love note (Mr. X) are both parked against the curb (tried ASCII-drawing it, failed, so you’ll have to use your (prodigious) imagination). Mr. X also has a car behind him, so once I’ve parked he now has cars in front of and behind him. I park close but I usually do when parking in the city because I don’t know, I guess I feel like space is at a premium in the city, and when living in Boston there was many the occasion where two poorly spaced cars subtracted a parking space I could have used from the street-side parking.
Me. ~~ Mr. X ~~ Anon Car
So I park and walk past, noticing this fellow in his car chatting on his phone, think nothing of it. Come back to find the love note copied above in bold….no big deal, I can understand someone’s irritation at having to manuever their car out of tight spot if it truly was imposed on them absent any decision or action on their part. But in this case (note the relative position of Mr. X’s car to car Anon vs. me and Mr. X)
I hope my point is obvious.
So I think I can safely speak for the rest of humanity when I say to all writer’s of snarky unsigned notes everywhere — j00 suck! Deal with the decisions you make and quit casting about for someone else to blame, it may be fun and release some pressure, but the rest of the world is not really interested….so get yourself a therapist and leave us alone! Also, I have just consumed a giant pot of tea and so I am extremely ~WIRED~ at the moment, which is what I will blame this crappy post upon (but I will NOT be blaming it on the guy who blames everyone else for the hardships he endures by choosing to bring a car into a city.)