Parking further away from the store is a good idea for many reasons. It decreases the chance your car will get hit by a cart or someone's door. It also gives you the chance to walk an extra 60 feet or so in and another extra few feet back to your car, burning precious calories. Do that every time you park, take the stairs...you could be burning off a few extra pounds a year. Or just getting extra exercise. Whatever. The point is when I park at the gym and see a young girl parking in the closest space--which is a handicapped space--and walk into the building (no limping or anything) I automatically think she's the laziest person on the planet. Then, when I check out her car and it doesn't have a handicapped plate or tag hanging from her mirror, I think she's the most inconsiderate AND the laziest person on the planet. Lots of elderly handicapped people work out there. And I'm pretty sure she didn't have some condition and was pretty much impaired but not quite enough to get a sticker, because in this area those stickers get handed out like candy.
I mean, when I was hugely pregnant and toting Ian around, sure, I parked as close as I could get--without taking handicapped parking, of course. And when Kathy would drive us to church and we would park in the handicapped parking, at least we had a tag. It wasn't Kathy's, or mine, but it was someone's, and the point is nobody else ever had to park in those handicapped spaces. It's different! I'm sure of it.
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Have Kathy come out and write tickets for these people like she did at the Colony.
I never heard about that story! I'll have to get her to tell me about it.
What?! You guys parked in handicap spots in college? I wish I had known that.
Jesse, we only did that the year we lived at the Elms. But it was for a good cause. Cause maybe I never would have made it to church without that. Anyways, that was nice, parking so close, right by the SWKT.
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