If Only We Could Just Tow Away All Our Problems

My cousin bought a new apartment a few years ago. It came with a parking spot, but they left the spot empty for about two years. Then, his wife got pregnant, so they bought a car to drive her to doctor’s appointments, etc. (We have amazing public transport, but it’s not the best option to move around for pregnant women.)

From time to time, they saw some cars in their spot, but they didn’t care before they purchased their own. But a few weeks after their purchase, they parked, and the minute they stepped out of the vehicle, some other car behind them started honking and the driver started screaming at them.

Woman: “You’re parking in my spot! That’s my spot!”

Cousin: “This is actually the spot for our unit.”

Woman: “Well, you didn’t use it for soooo long, so it’s mine now! I can use it better!”

They tried to explain, but the woman just continued screaming. So, they gave up, wished her a nice day, and went home.

Later that day, my cousin heard weird noises from the parking lot, looked out, and saw a tow truck. He ran downstairs, and you might guess which car was about to be towed. Yes, his.

The woman from before stood there with an evil smile, chatting with a police officer. Well, the smile didn’t last for long.

Once my cousin understood what was going on, he explained to the police that the car shouldn’t be towed and that it was his spot and his car. The officer looked dumbfounded, and the woman went into super crazy mode, screaming, cursing, and yelling at everyone.

The police officer didn’t care and just politely asked for some papers proving ownership. In a few minutes, my cousin got them.

The woman was charged with unauthorized usage of a tow truck and lying to the authorities. She still complained, but she paid, and never bother my cousin and his wife again.

They tried to find out who she was later, but she didn’t live in the apartment building, so she was maybe only a guest of one of the residents.