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Cars, trucks and parking

territorial pissings

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Jim Dalling
May 25, 2022
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The words drifted in with the breeze through the open office window:

Jeeezus H. Kriste. There’s nowhere to park with that little asshole parking like that. He’s blocking all the spots.

Interesting, I thought, they very likely could be talking about me. It was one of my neighbours. He sounded irate. I decided to stay inside.

The next week we ran into each other. We both exchanged pleasantries.

So, buddy, why do you park your car like that?

Ah-ha! I though, I’m the little asshole! Amazing. Someone thinks this nearly 50 year old is little.

Also? I’ve been a big enough asshole much of my life that the title of ‘little asshole’ was a small comfort.

I was flattered and pleased realizing that it was me they were swearing about the week prior.

Well, I started, if I put my car there like that you can fit four cars in front of the two houses here.

He looked as though I slapped him.

Four cars? He continued, When you do that, your car and only one truck can park there. Me and Bert drive trucks. If you pa…

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