He came into our office almost daily asking if anyone knew the owner of the car blocking him. Everyone in both offices knew exactly what was happening, and it was a real struggle not to laugh.
Even after my colleague returned, I kept parking a ten-minute walk away just to let the lesson finish properly.
When my brother came back from Canada, we moved his car on Sunday evening. On Monday morning, the Fiesta was gone.
It’s now Thursday, and it hasn’t been back since. Maybe he’s learned his lesson.
Was that fair revenge, or did he take it too far? Either way, it is hard not to admire the patience behind the plan. Share it with someone who has strong opinions about parking spaces 🙂
