I parked my car on a busy side street in Highland Park — busy for parking, that is; quiet for driving and pretty much anything else — and started walking toward Great Clips. Time for the semiannual “cut it all off, please.”
That’s when I saw him.
He had just exited his SUV, parked directly in front of a sign clearly indicating the illegality of said park job. I don’t know whether he saw the sign, but I do know it would have been kind of hard to miss.
At this point, you’re probably worried. Worried about what this guy might be blocking — a fire hydrant, maybe a driveway. Worried about how much his ticket might cost — poor guy. That sucks, right?
But fret not, dear reader: He had his hazard lights on! It’s OK, really. No trouble here, folks — he’s acknowledging his boneheaded parking, so it’s quite alright.
What the hell makes someone think this is OK? This guy parked his car, drew attention to himself by flipping on these bright orange, flashing lights, and walked away. Two blocks away. It’s not like he was getting out to drop something in a mailbox eight feet away.
This isn’t the first time I’ve been prompted to vent in writing about this subject. As a columnist for the school paper in college, I wrote about this same matter in what I believe was my first column at that paper. I went back and reread it, and though it’s a bit amateurish, it’s pretty amusing, if I do say so myself.
You can read it here (see page 8 in the PDF, labeled as 9 in on the printed page). It’s probably worth checking out, if for no other reason than to see the awesome hair I was rockin’.
Photo courtesy of ettlz on Flickr
AWESOME. You should absolutely sport that style again.