We have a small parking lot at work. 30 inches of snow over the last few days will make it even smaller. One person in the building has a large minivan which is usually left parked in a corner of the parking lot, and when the snows came this time, it stayed there, looking like an angel food cupcake with all the accumulation on top of it.
Today I went out for lunch, and while I was gone, the owner of this minivan dug a path to the driver's side door, pulled forward into my parking spot, brushed the vehicle off, and left it there. Meanwhile, the spot across from it had four-foot-high walls of snow where the minivan had been...and I had no place to park.
Thanks, jackass. In the words of the recently departed Carnac, may a diseased yak squat in your hot tub.
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