It’s a seriously good thing I’m not schizophrenic with a second personality like Jim Carrey in Me, Myself, and Irene. I can’t count on my fingers and toes how many times I’ve seen someone park in a handicap parking spot, dig out a handicap window hanger, then jump out of the car and “tralalala” all the way to the door whistling a snazzy tune. They’re not handicapped, damn it. They’re abusing the privilege.
My stepmother has a condition that causes her to be somewhat handicapped, so she gets one of those window hangers. When my dad drives her around, he puts it in his window so he can park in a handicapped spot…because she’s in the car. He never uses it when she’s not in the car with him because he’s not one to abuse something like that. What about people who really are handicapped and need that spot that you’re so selfishly parked in simply because you don’t feel like walking your lazy ass to the door from a normal parking spot? Jack ass. You must think you’re some type of special, huh?
And by the way, obesity is not a handicap. You don’t deserve the privilege of that little blue sign or that handicapped parking spot.
Rage. Why can’t people learn to be considerate of others and stop being so god damn selfish?