*By street fight, I mean a yelling fight with a stranger on the street.
Ok, blog readers, I need your suggestions. I feel like this is bound to happen again, so if anyone has advice for how to proceed I'd love to hear it.
Background: In NYC, parking is tough. Some ritzy buildings will put orange traffic cones out to block cars from parking in certain spots (like to keep the entryway to a building open). While this tricks a lot of out-of-towners, they don't have the legal right to block a spot (in most cases).
Also, the spots that I'm talking about here are on the street, so I needed to parallel park--to back in, then pull forward.
The scenario: There is a diplomat loading/unloading zone near Maya's therapist's office. They put orange cones along the spots and a "No Parking" sign in the middle. The diplomats pull up (with their hazards on), get out, move the signs, and then park. With DD's parking permit, we are now entitled to park there, but I've been avoiding it because I knew there would be drama.
Today I can't find any other spots, so I pull up, move the signs, and start to back in when a guy appears out of the building and rushes behind my car with the sign and puts it down. I get out and this conversation follows:
Him: You can't park here, diplomats only.
Me: I have a handicap pass, I'm allowed to park here.
Him: No, I have people coming in all morning!
Me: I'm sorry, but I'm legally allowed to park here-please move!
Him: Well, you have to park there!!!! (pointing to the spot the furthest forward, as there is a row of 3 spots available)
Me: Ok, fine. I'll pull up. But you need to move out of the way so that I can back in first. Then I'll pull forward.
Him: No, you park up there!! (the front of the spot)
Me: OK! But you have to MOVE so that I can get in! I can't back in if you don't move that sign back further!
Him: (Stares at me, hand on the "no parking" sign.)
Me: Sir, if you don't MOVE THAT SIGN I'm going to back over it with my car. And if you don't MOVE YOURSELF I'm going to call the police (gets in the car, puts it in reverse)
I park (in the front, like he wanted, because I'm a NICE HUMAN BEING) and unload Maya while he walks around my car and mutters to himself.
I was amazed when I got back to the car that it hadn't been keyed or double parked or whatever.
So what do I do when this happens again? Because it definitely will. And I got so upset so quickly (especially because we had about 5 minutes to get to the appointment on time) that I was *this* close to yelling at him "Hey, do you have kids? Can they walk? Well then thank your lucky stars because MINE CAN'T and we NEED TO PARK HERE so just GET OUT OF MY #@%$##@% WAY!"
But that wouldn't have helped, right?
I'm so tired of feeling like I'm fighting all the time. I don't want to have to justify myself to every idiot insurance agent and entitled doorman that I come across.
Maya cooperated by going stiff as a board when I took her out of the carseat (it's a new game, so that I can't put her into the stroller), so she was laying completely horizontal across both of my arms as I took her out of the car . . . it must have looked like she had a broken back :) It kind of made me laugh, it was like she was hamming it up :)
Anyway, I'd love help with this one. Post thoughts in the comments, on FB, or email me directly (firstname.lastname@example.org)
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