I must admit that one of the very few things I anally hold sacred is handicapped parking zones. My mom has one and if we're in a car with someone else and we're stopping at, say, a store and it's only me getting out and going in for something quick, I insist that they park away from the zones, even if my mom wants to use it. I can walk a few more feet and I can just picture some old dude collapsing in the last few feet to the doors because he had to park a slot further back. :D
I'm such a night owl the only time I use it it's sometime between 12:00am-5:00am when I'm they only one there!(Walgreens usually) I agree with you, I'll walk the extra few feet because I don't want to give anyone anymore trouble than their particular disability already gives them! I'm Evil, not barbaric! (I'm not sure that actually makes sense, but I'll go with that for now!). :)
Lol. I was hunting for French things to make fun of DashHopes, the body your head is sitting on is actually Charles de Gualle! Lmao! Google it, you'll see! Ha ha! Oh, I mean "Savant" in a good way, there's no "Idiot" in front just so you know! Lol. :)
LUKE, SORRY ABOUT THE WHOLE HAND THING, BUT, YOU KNOW - POLITICS; I AM SO GOING TO PISS ON YOUR GRAVE, POPS; ANYWAY, NOW THAT YOU QUALIFY FOR A HANDICAPPED PARKING PERMIT COULD I BORROW IT FOR GOING TO THE MALL? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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