Dear Neighbor Person,
Maybe when you have been pregnant for...oh, let's say about NINE MONTHS...and you are tired, hot and grouchy, with a car load of stuff to carry inside, you will understand what it is like to get home and find that the parking spot closest to your front door has been taken by either member of the same inconsiderate couple...again. This does not help me to like you...which I promise I am really trying-desperately almost-to do. Have a lovely day!
"Oscar the Grouch sans Trash Can" in #5
(My parking lot crusade starts as soon as Mr. Dolan gets back to the office...you're safe until Monday.)