Dear really-buff-young-muscular-Adonis-in-a-brand-new-red-Ford-Expedition-with-dealers-plates, You barely missed my car while I was in the parking lot, waiting to pull into a handicapped spot (I have a handicapped placard, which you do not, by the way). I was behind someone else, who was waiting for yet someone else to pull out so they could pull in --- you actually clipped their rear-view mirror, since you were squeezing by in the aisle, which has room for one, maybe one and a half cars, and for a reason. You then pulled into the handicapped spot for which I was waiting in line (by the way, you do NOT have a handicap placard, nor a handicap symbol on your license plate --- just FYI). I understand you may have been distracted, talking on your cell phone and all, but a little consideration would have been nice. If I knew which dealership you worked at, they would have gotten a call from me, with detailed description, and I would have publicly mentioned them and my opinion of the caliber of people they hire as employees. As it is, I hope you were totally satisfied with yourself as you watched me (in a handicap spot, way further away from the store, for which I have a handicap placard) struggling to get out of my car, with the assistance of my three children, and get into my scooter. I am not sure which handicap you have (for which, by the way, you do not have a handicap placard), but Im fairly certain Inconsiderate Buffoon is not officially considered a handicap. I hope it was worth it. Have a nice day.
Posted on: Fri, 22 Aug 2014 23:27:37 +0000
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