
i used to have to double park a lot when i was working construction. one of the things i always did was to leave a note, so that if i didn't happen to be right near the truck, someone would know where to go to get the truck moved.
apparently, this is not obvious for some people.
i came home tonight and there was a car parked across my driveway. not, like, the bumper is sticking into the driveway because someone tried to fit into a spot too small for their car. no, this was ENTIRELY blocking my driveway.
so, i asked the kids sitting nearby if it was theirs or they knew whose it was. they didn't. someone came out of a house while i was looking around at it and the kids asked them (in what i think was portugese) if they knew whose car it was. she didn't.
so i sat against the car and called the cops from my cellphone.
as i was calling the cops (non-emergency number. i'm not an asshole) and giving the nice somerville operator the plate info on the car, someone came out and moved it. i got a bit agitated at him but didn't yell or lose my temper or anything. just some "what the hell are you thinking? you don't block someone's driveway. and leave a note when you do that so i don't have to call the cops."
i did resist the temptation to say something like "you're lucky i didn't just smash in your windshield and slash your tires" because, well, that *would* be inappropriate.
of course, now he thinks i'm a big old bitch. but you know what? he's right.