Every day I come into work I park in the same spot. I park so that 1 if not 2 more bikes can park right next to me (surprising, huh Jeff?). I parked in that spot again this morning.
Well, I left to go get something to eat with the Pie (got some guuuud Pho at Bam Bu (Mel, I texted UUUUU!!))
When I get back, there is a fat assed Harley dude getting off his bike where I normally park. No biggie, I will ride around and park by him once he lugs his lard off to the NASCAR Rally. Well, I come back around and he is still standing next to his bike, combing his hair in the mirror. I ride around again. He is STILL there just staring at me now. I shut off the bike and ask him if I can squeeze in. He stares me down and walks off.
The fucker left enough room for his fat ass and that was it. I went upstairs and wrote him a nice little note:
"Dear Harley Rider,
I park in this spot every morning. I leave enough room for at least one other bike to park next to mine. I have seen you park next to mine before. Why is it you feel entitled to the entire spot, leaving no room for anyone else? Please have more courtesy next time. We all have to get to the NASCAR race on time."
NO, there is not enough room in there for my bike. The nice guy who owns that car would not be able to get in his drivers side door
Fucking people. I am gonna take a dump in his saddle bags. I'll do it to. I am that kind of crazy.
/Rant