It's an important lesson to learn early in life that the things that aren't yours—well, they aren't—and you have not a single darn right to them. Should you choose to help yourself to those things anyway, you'll soon find there are consequences, and these only get worse as you get older. If you help yourself to a candy bar at the grocery store, you'll be in for the humiliation of your young life when your parent makes you go back and tell the cashier what you've done but when you're a fully gro…

In life, it's not worth worrying about the little things, especially when there are much bigger things to worry about… Yet, each neighborhood somehow manages to have that one neighbor who has nothing important to worry about and spends their days obsessing over petty details and perceived slights, plotting about how they're going to hold their neighbors accountable for that single blade of grass that went unmowed, or that leaf that blew over the property line that one time three summers ago.

When you come home to find a strange car parked in your driveway or assigned parking space, there really isn't much more to be done than to go through the proper procedure for having that car ticketed and towed. Of course, if you're feeling generous and know your neighbor owns the car, it might be the neighborly thing to do to give them a heads-up or a reminder that they've parked in your space. You never know. There could be some kind of emergency going on, like they could have really needed t…

There's something inherently unbalanced about one person or a for-profit organization having (relatively) unchecked control over whether or not someone has a roof over their head. Even after having direct control over how often the tenant has to move, they can also directly influence the tenant's success in finding a new home when forced to—thanks to the “all-important” tenant referral system that is pivotal in determining whether or not other landlords will rent to them. Should the tenant have…

Parking cartels usually utilize a clever mix of feigned incompetence, actual incompetence, and diffused and dispersed responsibility in their organizations to ensure that no one ever has any idea what's actually going on or what their job is. So, when ticketed people come to dispute their tickets, they never really get anywhere because it's apparently nobody's actual job to help them with their dispute.

There's something about driving vehicles that gets that “monkey rage” part of our brain all riled up, just simmering there, ready to do unspeakably feral things as if we're suddenly no more socially developed than a caveman during the caveman days… If you ask an expert (I'm not one), they'll probably tell you that it has something to do with the degree of separation we experience when we're cruising around in the relative safety of our own two-ton metal box that is continually propelled by a se…

Abandoned carts in a parking lot are the WORST. I can't even count the number of times I've been cruising through a parking lot at a snail's pace, scouting for a sweet spot, only to spot the perfect one, mentally busting out a happy dance, and then bam, there's a darn cart smack in the way. It seriously tests your faith in humanity, doesn't it? Well, our OP must deal with this parking lot madness daily because this one fateful day, it was the final straw.

This person is not going to be making many friends at their office place. Every now and again, there's a post made to r/AmItheA******, and none of the commenters can agree on who's wrong in the scenario. This is one of those tales. U/NeopolitanGuy1 sparked the debate with their story about a parking space. Every workplace has at least one “good spot,” which is usually close to the entrance. It'll be hard to get that spot, though, because it'll be taken by whichever early bird gets to the office…

There are a few things in life that can make any driver enraged beyond reason: DMV appointments, losing your keys when you're running late, and having someone blatantly steal your assigned parking spot. Particularly when you have a car in the city, your parking spot in a crucial lifeline connected to your sanity– if that delicate balance is disrupted, rage-mode gets engaged.

Everyone hates when they're trying to finagle a tight spot in a parking lot and their path is blocked by a wayward shopping cart. Is it really so challenging for shoppers to return their carts to the designated areas? Or is walking an extra 20 feet too challenging? Apparently so.

Few government agencies carry out their tasks with as much zeal and reckless abandon as local parking enforcement. Park your vehicle in the wrong place, and you can guarantee that they'll be there—watching, waiting, with foam frothing around their mouth—you'll have a ticket on your windscreen faster than a prairie fire with a tailwind. But sometimes, it doesn't matter if you parked in the wrong place… Sometimes, you still get ticked despite doing everything you possibly could have. And, once th…

One of the least-liked staff members at this college dorm was thrilled to point out when other people broke the rules. Then, when it was her own fault she broke the rules, she backpedaled. Even if you strive to have a gossip-free and peaceful workplace, people like the Karen in this story make it hard to keep the peace. When an employee decides they're better than their colleagues , and decides to police their every move, you'd better believe that every other worker is going to avoid that perso…

Karens have a knack for knowing just when to use their magical powers to irritate other people, but sometimes, this leads to their demise. One Karen was ladidadia-ing about her day, when she arrived at the parking lot of a store she needed to go to. She looked around the entire lot, and thought to herself, ‘Where could I take up the most room, whilst being the most inconsiderate at the same time?’. Luckily for this Karen, she found the perfect spot… or rather, two spots. Yeah, you guessed it… t…

This Karen could not bother to wait a minute until this grocery store customer was done loading her food into her truck. Of course, Karen wanted something: the other woman's precious parking spot. Did she make it known to the woman that she was waiting? You betcha! Did she need to honk after just a few seconds of waiting? Of course not, but she wouldn't be a Karen then, now would she? Thankfully, this lady was not having any of Karen's nonsense. She shared her side of the story via this thread…

The story that follows is a poetic, almost mythological, series of events that highlights the importance of not being impulsive and controlling one's temper—and of the folly to which pursuing a path of vengeance can lead… We've all probably been here at some point, wearily wandering out of the supermarket towards our vehicle, groceries in hand, laboriously making our way toward our vehicle, keys ready in our one free hand. Approaching the car, you press the button on the doohickey to unlock the…

A $25 per month bill inspired this woman to get creative with her parking spot. It's great to have an apartment building where you can park your car in a garage or a parking lot. It saves you the hassle of having to fight for a spot, and if you can park indoors, you'll never have to wipe snow and ice off your vehicle again. And don't even get me started about having to move your car when the street cleaner comes around, which some cities make you do monthly. Yes, there's a lot of be gained from…