Get Audi Here With That Nonsense
In the area of the city where I live, there are some row houses and a couple of big house blocks. Some of the row houses have their own private parking spots directly in front of their house entrances but obviously separated from the street/public area.
For all the rest of the people living in the big apartment complexes, there are some parking lanes as well as some turnouts. They’re all directly connected to the street and pedestrian walk, so they are public.
I have this particular neighbor who lives in the building next to mine, I think on the sixth floor. I know him from some owner’s meetings as these two buildings belong together and he owns an apartment in that building. He is somewhere in his fifties, and I don’t know what work he does, but he is at home most of the time. His car is a dark blue metallic Audi A6 which he rarely drives. Most of the time, his car is standing in the turnout parking spot directly connected to the pedestrian walk closest to the entrances of our buildings.
Last Saturday, an old friend of mine came by to help me move out our old living room furniture and bring up the new ones. Some of the old stuff was still in great shape, so my friend wanted to keep some of that. No problem, take what you want.
When he came, the parking spot closest to the entrance was free. Great, no need to carry the stuff far. We were happy. We took the stuff [Friend] wanted to keep to his car and went back inside and started to work on the new furniture.
After like four hours, we were done, and we wanted to quickly grab something to eat before [Friend] drove home; the installation had taken longer than we’d expected.
We went outside to find a “friendly” note behind the windscreen of [Friend]’s car and a blue metallic Audi A6 parked behind [Friend]’s car, about two inches away and half on the street as this was a turnout parking spot directly connected to the street.
Note: “TO THE IDIOT WHO BLOCKS MY SPOT: RING MY BELL AT HOUSE 25, SIXTH FLOOR. NEXT TIME, I WILL HAVE YOUR CAR TOWED! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO USE MY SPOT!”
Friend: “Is this guy serious? This is public parking.”
So, we went and rang the guy’s bell. It took some time for him to answer.
Friend: “You parked behind my car. Please move yours; I want to drive home.”
Neighbor: “About time! Wait; I will come!”
He came down already shaking his arms at us, and he immediately started yelling.
Neighbor: “YOU CAN’T PARK IN MY SPOT! NEVER PARK HERE AGAIN OR YOUR CAR IS GONE!”
Friend: “That is actually a public parking spot; anyone can park there.”
Neighbor: “No! This is my spot. I always use that spot. Everyone knows that is my spot!”
Friend: “That does not make it yours.”
Neighbor: “Yes, it does! I always use it, so by customary right, it belongs to me!“
Me: “Man, this is city property. Using it often does not make it yours.”
Neighbor: “This is my spot! Everyone knows that. Only I park here. Park here again and I will have your car towed.”
Friend: “Good luck with that. In a public parking spot, parked perfectly within the lines… while your car is actually parked half on the street and blocking traffic, so actually, your car is going to be towed.”
Ooooh, he did not like that. He made a move like he wanted to throw a punch but decided otherwise; due to his screaming, there were a couple of people watching the scene.
He got into his car and moved it to the side, making some rude gestures toward us.
After that, he started to place a box in the parking spot when he left.
Now, as the weather is getting better, I enjoy sitting on my balcony having a beer, reading my comics, and looking down on that exact street and parking area. The best part of my day now is watching [Neighbor], who screamed at me in public for ten minutes because he does not want others to park in a public spot, drive out, stop on the road without warning lights, and get out of his car to illegally block a public parking spot with a box.
I smile and wait and finish my beer. Then, I go down and remove his box and leave a note on the parking spot reading, “Welcome! Have a nice day. Please stay as long as you like.”
I can’t wait until my bell rings and he screams at me again.