Sorry I’ve been scarce, but I’ve been takin’ care of business and workin’ overtime (workin’ it out) …
I snapped this picture tonight to prove that people suck. Not that it needed proving, really, but a visual never hurt anything. My grandfather had Parkinson’s disease and used a scooter to get around. My grandmother used a van with a lift to accommodate the scooter. My maternal grandfather is 92 and his knees are shot. My mother is down half a lung and has some breathing issues.
And so when I see this, I see red. There are two parking spaces here, but the picture only shows one. It doesn’t matter – both spaces had shopping carts blocking part of it off. And you can see in the background that the handicapped spaces on the other row are partially blocked as well. I understand that probably a few of the people who utilized the space left their carts there because maybe it was too far to walk it over to a cart stand. I get that, I really do. This rant is for the assholes who just push their cart out of the way – into an empty handicapped parking space. You know who you are.
Then I come home and see TFC sleeping in a tight little circle with her tail curled around her head – the furcle – but the hum of the camera wakes her up and she raises her head. One day I will capture the full furcle. It will happen. Until then …
Oh, and I just noticed something about the header image(s). A part of my left boob is in each picture. You looked, didn’t you? Freaks.
* One of my dad’s favorite songs. I’m not sure if it was the music or the sentiment 
So wait… you moved the carts, right?
hee hee… I saw your boobie.
and your p…. no I didn’t say that.
sorry, it was just so set up for me.
I did not move the carts on my way in, which makes me a person who rants and never corrects the situation. However, they were all gone when I came out. The store is really good about keeping the lot clean and cart-free.
I realized how that line could work against me …. after I’d already turned off the computer. I was way too lazy to come back and fix it, so thanks for not taking the bait. You are a gentleman, even if you did look to see if you could find the boobie
My Dad is disabled, he lost his arm and leg in a motorbike crash over 20 years ago and uses disabled parking spaces. That sort of crap just makes my blood boil, along with non-disabled people using those spots. *grumble grumble*
Well, maybe they were Mexicans that left the carts there; they no read-y de Englis.
Penelope, I guess I’ve turned into the Parking Police. It just really annoys me because I know people need those parking spaces. I’ve never seen a non-handicapped person park in one of them … it’s just that some people’s disability is mental.
Annie, everyone knows what the stick-man wheelchair means. Some people just don’t care. And those people suck-y.
Because of Boy Wonder we have a disabled parking permit. I only ever use the handicapped parking spaces WHEN HE IS WITH ME.
So I totally get why you’re pissed off!
What also really annoys the living shit out of me is the people I know who use the handicapped spaces when the person the permit was issued to isn’t with them. Lazy, freakin morons! It makes me want to smack them!
Okay, I feel better now.