Late last night Hubs came home and said someone was parked in his spot and he had to borrow our neighbor's spot (neighbor is currently car-less and knows Hubs was using the parking spot). This morning when I got up to do the paper route (3:30am), I went out to see if the offending vehicle was still there.
I went outside and saw the car...and saw a head duck down as well. I went up to the car and saw a suspiciously person-shaped pile of blankets in the front seat. Hmm. I knocked on the window. I tried the door handle, but in a fit of intelligence this person had locked their doors. I kept knocking on the window, hard. Finally the guy emerged from his hiding spot.
Guy: "Hmm?"
Me: "This isn't your spot. You need to move it."
Guy: "Why don't you just chill?"
Me: "Why don't you go park in your own spot?"
Guy: "Alright, alright, I'll move it."
I walk back to my porch. I see the guy duck back under his blanket.
Me: *back up to the car, pounding on the window*
Guy: "I said chill!"
Me: "No, this isn't your parking spot. My husband needs to park here. When I said you need to move your car, I meant right now."
Guy: "I forgot my keys."
Me: "Should I call you a tow truck then?"
Guy: *sarcastically* "Yeah, would you?"
I went back inside. I was actually about to call the cops. The guy wasn't under the blankets when I first went out there; he was just sitting there creepily next to our back porch. He did start up his car and moved it, though. Hubs was able to park in his spot, and I made sure to lock the back door before I left for the route.
I went outside and saw the car...and saw a head duck down as well. I went up to the car and saw a suspiciously person-shaped pile of blankets in the front seat. Hmm. I knocked on the window. I tried the door handle, but in a fit of intelligence this person had locked their doors. I kept knocking on the window, hard. Finally the guy emerged from his hiding spot.
Guy: "Hmm?"
Me: "This isn't your spot. You need to move it."
Guy: "Why don't you just chill?"
Me: "Why don't you go park in your own spot?"
Guy: "Alright, alright, I'll move it."
I walk back to my porch. I see the guy duck back under his blanket.
Me: *back up to the car, pounding on the window*
Guy: "I said chill!"
Me: "No, this isn't your parking spot. My husband needs to park here. When I said you need to move your car, I meant right now."
Guy: "I forgot my keys."
Me: "Should I call you a tow truck then?"
Guy: *sarcastically* "Yeah, would you?"
I went back inside. I was actually about to call the cops. The guy wasn't under the blankets when I first went out there; he was just sitting there creepily next to our back porch. He did start up his car and moved it, though. Hubs was able to park in his spot, and I made sure to lock the back door before I left for the route.
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