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I need some opinions. Last month I was pulling into the laundromat parking lot to wash some quilts, blankets and pillows all loaded up into the passenger side of my 'get around' vehicle, the white ford ranger in the pic. Now its 9am on a Sunday, not the best time to do your washing...The parking lot is small and all but one space is left open. Its right in front of the door. But next to me is the handicap space where Grampa is being loaded into the side of a Giant 80's ford van. And on the other side is the guy I will call Dick. Now Dick's wife parked the car, and she is inside doing laundry. But - Dick is sitting in his car when i parked my truck, but he is all slid down in the passengers seat and I don't see him. So I carefully opened the drivers door - trying not to hit Grampa - and drug all my stuff across the truck into the drivers seat, got my cane and hobbled inside to grab a laundry cart. As I come back out, and am loading my shit into the cart, and I hear a loud voice saying " He parked so close to me I can't get out of my Car!"
Lookin for where that voice came from and I see Dick in the car. Dick then yells into the phone " I've told him to move it a dozen times now!" I realize Dick is calling the cops......So I said to him, kinda loudly, " I bet you lied to your momma with that same mouth, didn't you!" " If you park in your space properly, there's no issue EH!" He shouts something unintelligible at me and then back at the phone. My anger management issues are flaring up and I decide to just do my laundry, Drag all my shit into the place, load up the machines and hobble back outside, as you are not allowed, under Corona rules, to stay inside... Its quiet outside so I just get in the truck and start reading my Astronomy magazine.
Then the cops show up. and they pass Grampa leaving as they pull in. So now the handicap space is empty and there is about 9 inches between my truck and the white line. Rookie cop walks up to my window and tells me to move the truck or he will get me banned from the laundromat. I back up the truck and move it till it is right next to the white line. Dick's wife is now outside and She tries to get between my truck, Which is rolling slowly into the space and the cop freaks the f*ck out wavin' his arms and shouting at me to stop, Now I got my head hanging out the door looking at the parking line and I didn't see here death defying actions. I step on the brake still 3 feet from the end of the space, and tell the cop that Dick's wife is probably still not gonna be able to get into her Chrysler. Dick's wife realizes this too, and she goes to her passenger side gets in slides across, starts the car and puts it into her space properly. Then loads up her laundry. Dick is still talking to the Sargent. And the Rookie is staring at me as I read my Astronomy Magazine. Sargent leaves, Dick leaves, Rookie goes back to his cruiser and sits in it for 20 minutes, staring at me, then leaves.
Was I being a Dick here? Now Middletown Po-Po will do a u-turn across traffic to follow the Ranger. I've been street racing Middletown for 30yrs now. I don't need this .
Lookin for where that voice came from and I see Dick in the car. Dick then yells into the phone " I've told him to move it a dozen times now!" I realize Dick is calling the cops......So I said to him, kinda loudly, " I bet you lied to your momma with that same mouth, didn't you!" " If you park in your space properly, there's no issue EH!" He shouts something unintelligible at me and then back at the phone. My anger management issues are flaring up and I decide to just do my laundry, Drag all my shit into the place, load up the machines and hobble back outside, as you are not allowed, under Corona rules, to stay inside... Its quiet outside so I just get in the truck and start reading my Astronomy magazine.
Then the cops show up. and they pass Grampa leaving as they pull in. So now the handicap space is empty and there is about 9 inches between my truck and the white line. Rookie cop walks up to my window and tells me to move the truck or he will get me banned from the laundromat. I back up the truck and move it till it is right next to the white line. Dick's wife is now outside and She tries to get between my truck, Which is rolling slowly into the space and the cop freaks the f*ck out wavin' his arms and shouting at me to stop, Now I got my head hanging out the door looking at the parking line and I didn't see here death defying actions. I step on the brake still 3 feet from the end of the space, and tell the cop that Dick's wife is probably still not gonna be able to get into her Chrysler. Dick's wife realizes this too, and she goes to her passenger side gets in slides across, starts the car and puts it into her space properly. Then loads up her laundry. Dick is still talking to the Sargent. And the Rookie is staring at me as I read my Astronomy Magazine. Sargent leaves, Dick leaves, Rookie goes back to his cruiser and sits in it for 20 minutes, staring at me, then leaves.
Was I being a Dick here? Now Middletown Po-Po will do a u-turn across traffic to follow the Ranger. I've been street racing Middletown for 30yrs now. I don't need this .
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