Mar. 15th, 2011

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I have just had someone towed from my parking space.

Look, it was late and it's dark and cold and rainy and there weren't any open unreserved parking spaces, and I paid money to reserve that parking space, so coming home and finding that someone else had parked in it ... yeah, sorry, I called it in, because I don't know whose car it was and it's frankly not my job to go around the complex knocking on doors waking people up to encourage them to move their - wait for it - S-Type Jaguar from the parking space that has been reserved by someone else.

Somehow the fact that it was such a fancy car makes me feel less sympathetic about having it hauled away. If it had been an old beat-up Civic or something I'd think it might have been an honest mistake, but in this instance I suspect the kind of entitlement that actually makes me wonder why such a person is living in this building in the first place.

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