Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Incident #8


When I see things like this, my mind constructs elaborate scenarios to try to explain what's going on. Did the driver race home from work because a neighbor reported a fire in their apartment? Did en elderly relative activate their LifeAlert? Did the car's battery die just as the driver was about to park?

















This car is parked, you understand?

















Don't believe me? Look closely. There's no driver!

















"Excuse me, sir? When does the ferry come to take me to the mainland?"

















OK, to be fair, that's a pretty tight spot to squeeze into.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Incident #7

Night time. The hilarious part about this incident is the almost complete lack of cars on the street.
















How does this not get a ticket?!

















That's pretty much half a car length away from the curb.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Incident #6

Awoke this morning to the sun shining, the birds singing, and the Prius parked even more poorly than ever before. Some days just start out perfectly.

















How far would you say those tires are from the curb? Two feet? More?





















There's a properly-parked car in front of you! It's there for guidance! Use it!

















Peek-a-boo!

















This car is PARKED. Not "PARKING." PARKED.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Incident #5

A few days passed. No poorly parked Prius. I was despondent.

Then, one afternoon, rejoice! The Prius was back. Parked as poorly as ever. Behold:
















Maybe they drive with their eyes closed.

















How does this car not get hit by passing motorists?
















When you can barely tell there's even a car there, maybe that's a bad sign.

















You know who should be pissed? The people who have to use that driveway.