Last night we went to my aunt’s house for a belated Mother’s Day dinner. As we were finishing up and “watching” the baby, the doorbell rang. It was the neighbor across the street ( a young guy, in high school I think) asking if “that” was our car? Yes, our car was parked on the street in front of his house- not blocking his driveway or anything. He asked if we would move it because he needed to park there! My aunt does not like to make waves, so she told Dan to move it. Dan wanted to tell him off, since we were parked legally on a public street, but didn’t!
Can you believe the nerve he had to ask us to move our car? Oh, and yes, there were other places to park. Dan just backed our car up one spot.