Home Forums Hunting & Shooting Hunter's Campfire What is it with people insisting on parking beside me

I handout several of these every year.

Best explanation I've heard.

Back in 84 one morning some dumb fuqk that lived across the street from me called animal control cause he found the caped mule deer head complete with antlers laying in my driveway "offensive" I had just retuned from Colorado drove all night unloading my gear and was not in the mood. I told the animal control bitch that If I'm violating any laws go ahead and cite me if not get the fuqk out of here and she left. I never forgot that so a year later there bouts I had just loaded my last load into the moving van so I gets a small dixie cup and whip a batch of you got it, "Tex Isbels world famous skunk screen" walked across the street in broad daylight then preceded to christen my dumb fuqk neighbors Turbo Saab Convertible... I spread some on the carpet the seats the steering wheel the convertible top... The top was down. This prick was your typical So Cal lib tard.

I miss the days of driving old suburbans. I am a magnet for stupid parkers. I gave new meaning to door ding more than once. More like door crease. Those early to mid ninety suburban drivers doors had a hell of a stout edge.

Now I have to be nice as I drive a relatively new F150.

For a year I was paranoid with a spotless white pickup, then in one of them surreal moments while I was in it an automatic park gate malfunctioned and dinged the passenger side door. Sounded like it was gonna be a lot worse than it is. I was bummed out at the time, not all that much now.

I’ve been told I could have it popped back out around here for less than $100, gonna be awhile before I get around to it.

That situation is what gun locks are for. Lock one on the mirror or door handle or on the brake rotor.

That first month of COVID was great. All the retards stayed home and there weren’t any restrictions.

Had a guy my Dad hired to work a job would park tight to the other cars and would laugh about it! About 3 weeks after I took delivery of my 75 F100( my pride and joy). One morning He parked about a foot off my drivers door and and told me to F&*k off when I asked him to move it. I slide over and got out on the other side.
About hour before quitting time and him out of sight I and a buddy go to the yard. I jumped in the loader and ran down to the parking lot. Chain to the rear axle and pulled his car out into the storage yard. Then picked up piles of concrete forms and lumber and placed them around his car. Locked the loader up and put the key in my pocket. Then left!
The next morning I got in early and moved the stuff that was still in piles and then set in my truck. The jerk comes in and parks way down away form everybody and walks up to my truck and starts to scream at me for moving his car and making him move all that lumber to get out. I looked at him a said “ You ever tell me to F&*k off again that’s the last day you work for this company plus you ever park tight to anyone’s car that will be the your last day here! Now go stack up the mess you left and do it Now!”.
Unfortunately for him a few of the guys decided to mess with him and would work together after he was out of the park lot and park both sides of his car. Leaving just 4”-8” both sides. Then take their time to get back to the yard quitting time. Soon he would get in early and park at the end of the lot or made sure to park driver side to a already parked car and leave a decent space to get out.

Land of the Free is full up with idiot drivers.

there seems to be some sort of molecular attraction going on in parking lots. More and more, I use my handicap parking tag just to be able to get back into my car without contortions because some idiot parked too close to me.

Nope - when ya come out your headlights are smashed.. At least, around the big urban areas west of me..

Much the same here. The other day had a couple of chicks in their bubble car park so close that the driver had trouble squeezing out, this in a half empty parking lot. I'm sure she would have banged my door had I not been sitting in my car.

I read a thread like this and think, I must live a dull life or in the wrong area or something… I just don’t run into these kinds of problems.

LIke nuclear waste. Never goes away.

Had some Chinese chick trying to manuever up right next to me at O'Reilly's Auto Parts last Sunday afternoon. She had obviously either just got her driver's license after immigrating here or was stone blind. There must have been 27 other parking spots. But noooo, she's gotta shimmee right up 6 inches from my truck in her pos mommee-hauler.. and I'm at O'Reilly's to buy some Mother's Spray Wax for my beautiful truck. Needless to say, she learned some new words and backed crossways into 2 spots behind me. Did not come in the store until I left.

Years ago mid 80 went to local office supply store. It was just after 8am stores in a complex with Costco and a big furniture store so the parking lot was empty.
I did as I usually do and parked out in the north 40. Go inside spent about a 1/2 hour shopping and looking around as it was empty.
I come out and see a Sears service van parked next to me no big deal. Until I get to my truck. This idiot parked within a foot of me. The Sears guy is nowhere to be found. Maybe his GF picked him up for some fun who knows.
No way could I even squeeze between them let along get into my truck so I get in the passengers side. Move the truck a few feet from him. Left the idiot with two flat tires.

After driving a sprinter type RV for a few years, I always, if possible do a pull through and use two parking spaces, if the lot isn’t too filled up. Anyone that parks too close after that, I jam the shopping cart into their car.

Sounds like a back shooting! Yep you being the back shooter. Small and petty thing you did there!

Didn't know you owned and had say so over all the parking spots at lowes....cool. If they don't door ding ya...who cares....

that handout has been around since the 90s, I still have one, used one last year on a coworker for a joke