Enough with the inventory. While there's enough space, it's a finite amount. And if everyone doesn't play nice, well space is wasted and then someone is left out in the cold, or the very least, circling the block. My beef is with the one wank who can't seem to park succinctly. You know the type.
Every neighbourhood has one.
The guy who leaves too much space either in of front or behind a two or three car stretch. They would park on the diagonal if they could. I don't know whether it's too preserve the high gloss finish on the luxury sedan or because they've got an over inflated sense of self, and car. Judith's parrots must have been a sight to behold . Caleb Carr's Killing Time was a big 'ol waste of time, though it hasn't seemed to put a dint in his punditing .