You may not have realized it, but I was sitting two cars back for about five minutes before you even pulled up. I was waiting for the person who pulled out to put her stuff in the car and then pulled up closer, at the same time that you pulled over to try and get into that spot. I was not trying to be an asshole. Though you wouldn't even open your window to discuss it. You were just content to back up until you were just about touching my car and sit there.
And I wasn't even going to play the disabled card. Even though I'd been trying to find a spot within a block of me for an hour and was starting to get a bit frustrated. Ugs, I hate street cleaning day. It brings out the best in us. And I forgot how hellish it can be when school is in session.
