“I lived in an apartment complex and had a numbered cover stall for both of my spots. I was on the end. My second spot was next to the big dumpsters that we were able to use for cardboard and recycling.
I had two cars parked at my apartment. One night, I came home and there was a Honda Civic parked in my spot. I had to park in guest parking about 200 feet away and haul my groceries to my apartment I was livid. I had two bags almost break and had to set half the stuff down and make multiple trips.
I finally got everything into my apartment and put away when I went out again to find the person who was responsible for taking my spot. I looked around to see if I could find anyone standing around that I could ask about the car, but there was no one.
I wrote a note saying, ‘This is a reserved spot for my apartment. You were parking in my spot, so please move your car to the guest spots.’
I woke up the next morning and the stupid Honda was still there. And to make it worse, the note had been removed. I could see the note on the passenger seat. I was fuming at this point. They read it and still didn’t move.
So I was sitting there trying to figure out what to do next when our trash guy showed up.
He said, ‘Hey! Do you know anything about the lock and chain on the gate for the recycles?’
I told him no I didn’t why? He said he had to figure out how to lock the gate so people didn’t steal the cans until he could get a replacement lock and chain. He mentioned he was going to park his truck sideways there but it would block my parking spot.
That’s when I had a lightbulb moment. Block my spot? I started giggling.
I said, ‘That’s ok, you can block my spot. I’m not using it at the moment and don’t need to for a while. My car is parked next to it, and my other one is over there, pointing to the guest spot area.
He said, ‘Oh thank you!’
He proceeded to back up his big commercial truck with the forklift things on the front of it, and got out to yell, ‘Thank you so much! I’ll be back as soon as I can!’
Then he ran over to the small pickup truck they usually drove.
I yelled back with a smirk on my face, ‘Take your time!'”