There is an elderly lady and her hubby who live directly across from where I parked last night. This is the conversation:
“Gawd, saints alive I never did see that many police on this street”
“Well I am a bit embarrassed – I parked in their drive way”
“Sakes no – we saw you parallel parking that spot and were clappin”
I do remember parallel parking into the spot, but I guess I must have got on their drive way
“Indeedy no doll – they had that young one ya know the one who yelled at you? He was parked in front of the drive.”
You mean he let his dad – or whoever park inside the gate then he blocked the driveway with his car?
“Ya his” (asking hubby) “Expeditions” (Expedition)
“Well you are a good girl I was sorry about seeing that”
Well thank you for telling me – good night!
So, vindicated as there would have been no way for me to see that it was a drive way. It is hard to imagine that a drive way here can be 2’ but there you go. I feel better now, but still want to get even.