A picture says a thousand words, or at least that’s what they say. I have at least that many to say about this one, and quite a few are four letter words.
Let’s start by me saying, the younger generation is self-centered to the point of comatose when it comes to an others sense of space.
Do you see anything wrong with this picture? Let me help you a bit: this is my driveway-damn I’m pissed. I am snapping this picture thru my front door. Another clue, I do not own a little, white earth hugger car, aka LWEHC. Notice the front passenger side tire placement to my driveway cement. Have you figured my complaint out yet? There standing by the LWEHC are two of our local law enforcement officers who have answered my call for HELP. Finally sticking it to the unconscious neighbors, who parks like that! I have other pics of the same neighbors’ various cars blocking my driveway, but I’ll spare you more driveway shots.
So the house next door was empty for several years, then the owner fixed it up and in came junior, his son. Now living there with junior are several of his college age friends. They are very quiet kids and seem decent. However they either shouldn’t have driver’s licenses because they cannot park a car worth a damn, or they are just plain rude. I’m not sure yet exactly what their excuse is, but this parking issue has been going on almost since the day the kids first moved in, way over a year ago. Cars have blocked our driveway 3-4 times a week, week after week, month after month. All in all, I think I have been very patient, I have talked to the homeowner, aka dad, and ratted out junior and his buddies parking jobs. I have also talked to junior, who gets all freaked-out and bug-eyed looking when he opens his front door and sees me standing there (Makes me wonder, WTH is going on inside that house?).
On two other separate occasions, when I knocked at their front door to have a car moved from blocking my driveway, out came older adults, I assumed they were juniors’ roommates’ parents. Unbelievable, grown adults were blocking my driveway, it’s another WTH moment. No wonder I was experiencing such disrespect, their own parents don’t think it’s a big deal to block a stranger’s driveway, how incredibly rude.
I needed justice; this neighborhood disrespect of my driveway continued. Finally, about eight months ago I started sporadically calling my local police department. Which got me nowhere, because upon arrival every time (Yes, I do mean every time) the cop would ask me what I wanted them to do.
Seriously? How about doing what you all are SO good at, write a t.i.c.k.e.t, WTH? What a surreal moment, I’m asked by the cops what I want them to do? Then I’m telling cops to write a ticket, that’s one for the Guinness record books, welcome to my world. Since when does anyone have to ask a cop to write a ticket? I have only known ticket happy cops who will write one at the drop of a hat. I didn’t know there was any other breed of cop out there. By the way, blocking a driveway, even if it’s your own driveway, is illegal.
Beyond frustrated, now I’m having visions of taking a crowbar to their cars or wanting to back out of my driveway, like I’m in a demolition derby. I’m about to go all Fried Green Tomatoes on their asses, after all I’ve got insurance, this is going crazy fast, something has gotta give.
So I had a brilliant idea, a new plan of attack. Start pissing off the cops by being annoying and calling every time, not just sporadically when my driveway was blocked. So I did, I called three times in one week and finally on the police departments’ third trip to my house in a week’s time, a cop showed up who didn’t need to ask me what to do. Hallelujah yep, I finally got a ticket happy cop. They say third time’s a charm and I say I must agree.
That third time a charm picture is above, finally the cops ticketed the offending car, a friend of juniors’. Funny thing is, I never saw this LWEHC before, it was a friend’s car and not one of the usual offending cars found parked almost daily in my drive. Well, I bet we don’t see that garsh-darn LWEHC around here again. Apparently all the roomies got the message loud and clear, because my driveway has been completely free from their bad park jobs ever since.