I dunno. I don’t think my father has been to pleased with me as of late. I can’t put my finger on why. Actually, I can, but I refuse to take responsibility for such things.

Anyway, this morning, I went down to grab something to eat before heading out to work.
For whatever reason, he told me that he put a sign in front of the house asking people not to park in front of our house. For the past few days, there’s been this red car parking on the street in front of our house.

To be honest, to me, it hasn’t been entirely irritating. Hell, I didn’t even notice it was a big issue until my parents brought it up. In any case, they find it an annoyance. The house in front of us, the house to our left, and now this red car have a tendency to park out on the street. See, the houses have multiple cars, which is part of the reason why they park out on the street–there’s just no room. Well, that’s the simple argument. However, these houses also have a single garage, which they use as storage instead of…say…parking in it. So, whenever my parent have to pull out of the driveway, they’re always complaining about having to maneuver carefully, because there are three cars they have to avoid. I guess I agree that it’s tough. In winter, another issue comes up where the plows often end up not clearing the area at the end of the driveway because they have to swerve to avoid the parked cars.

So, that leads me to this sign. My father tied it to the tree in front, asking people not to park in front of the house. He signed it with a “Thank You.” When I heard that he’d done so, I protested. He got angry at me for not standing up for myself. I can see where he’s coming from. I mean, he wants to send a clear message that the place in front of our house should not be made a permanent parking spot for someone. I think though, that it’s not entirely a good way to build good relations with the neighborhood. You don’t know the full situations causing them to park out there. So, say, for whatever reason, that there will come a time when we’ll need to park out there in front of someone else’s house…then what? Hmm…then again, we have a double garage…so we pretty much have four spots for three cars, plus that space in front of our house. So…what if we held a party? Then what?

Wow, I’m really straining for excuses, aren’t I?

Frankly, it might have been better for my father to have called the police to ticket the people on street (assuming that they park there overnight). Secretly, I’m expecting someone to write on the sign “fuck you” in response, or perhaps to have our tires slashed or something. Of course, this is under the assumption that our neighbors are that type of people. Heh. If I’m having these types of thoughts, maybe I’m even more guilty than my father of not having a high opinion of them. Man, I dunno what to think. All I can do (for myself) is to keep my head down.