Perfectly clear spaces ten metres being him, and the moron parks behind my disabled wife's car. Let's ignore the nice big signs saying residents only, and the one about the permits.
He saw me taking photos, and told me its OK, I'm just going to that house (points)
Why should I care where you are going?
What's wrong with the spaces behind you?
So he mutters, and obliges me by reversing up and taking up BOTH of the spaces behind him!
Christmas Eve lunchtime and the supermarket car park is rammed with cars and pedestrians, people queuing, trying to park or exit spaces, entering or leaving the car park, and this dozy woman is in the crawling queue, head down playing on her mobile phone. No attention being paid to her surroundings.
Typical c*nt probably thinks hes hard.