My name is Jenn, and I'm a 27 year old married and babied chick. In addition to a husband, a seven year old daughter, and a five year old autistic son, I also have four cats, three hermit crabs, two frogs, a few fish, and one snorty little Pug. I work from home doing a variety of writing and even some web design. I love blogging, digital photography and web design.
DEAR NEIGHBORS:
MY DRIVEWAY IS NOT PUBLIC PARKING. TAKE YOUR FUCKING CAR AND MOVE IT. NEXT TIME I WILL NOT BOTHER TO ASK YOU TO MOVE IT, BUT WILL HAVE THE POLICE AND/OR A TOWING COMPANY TAKE CARE OF MATTERS.
Seriously, WHAT THE FUCK GIVES? Yesterday two different vehicles were parked in my driveway. I asked the teenage girl next door to please tell the guy that parked there (he was there to visit people across the street, who the girl knew) to move his car. She said she would. She went over and told him. He moved it… about an hour later. Another car came and parked there AGAIN, and was there for a good hour or more.
This evening? Another car pulls in. I head out the door to go across the street, when suddenly the guy that lives there comes out and sees me. He throws his hands up and goes, “Sorry!”, but not sounding as if he was sorry at all. I replied, “Please tell your friend to move his car. My driveway is not public-” “Sorry! What else can I say?” he cuts me off with. “My driveway is not public parking, tell your friends to park elsewhere!” He bitches and rants, and then goes back inside, while his friend comes across to move the car.
I don’t get it. These assholes are parking in MY driveway, yet I’M the one who is clearly in the wrong and offending the guy whose friends are doing it? Fuck that. Next time I’ll just call the police.
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