thenegativechicagoan

…and took out the chairs that would soon be placed there.

As this winter season approaches, I can’t help but think of how much worse the parking in this city is going to be. I already deal with inconsiderate folk that decide to double park their cars for fear they would be blocked in.

(There seem to be two terms for double parking: 1. The park alongside a car in the middle of street. 2. To take up two spaces. I am referring to the latter.)

Or is it really to have your car blocked in?

I’ve seen some people double park their brand new Lexus so nobody can park too close and bump the bumper putting a miniscule scratch that not even the naked eye can see. But they can. Oh believe me, THEY will see it.(Which makes me ask, don’t you have a garage? Surely if you can afford a brand new Lexus, you must have a home, with a garage!)

 I also see people double park for the sake of protecting their old school s**tbox Toyota. (I’m not implying that Toyota makes s**tbox cars. I’m saying that people are afraid someone is going to hit their rusted, beat up s**tbox car. As if being hit is the least of their worries.)

 I often come home late at night to drive around my block for at least a half an hour searching for a parking spot. And I know the feeling we all get when we see an open spot to only find the yellow curb and the red hunk of metal we’d rather rip out of the ground so that we can finally go home to our warm beds. (I don’t speak for myself on that one, my bed consists of a futon mattress-that is hard-on top of some old couch cushions and pillows.)

 What makes it worse is feeling the sheer excitement of seeing an open space up ahead, to only drive up and see a double parked car. (And it will get worse in the months ahead when the snow comes. I have devised of a point system for each type of furniture I run over. )

 My only source of revenge right now, is when there is plenty of parking space, to double park the same way they do.  Let’s just say I am NOT welcoming the winter season with open arms, but with a couch on wheels to slide into the open space I spent an hour digging out. Beat that, chair people!   

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