I hate it when I’m looking for a parking spot, then I finally see one, and when I get to it, I notice the person parked next to the empty spot parked their car crooked, making it hard for anyone to park next to them.
Or when I park in a spot correctly, then I come back to my car and I can barely open my door to get in my car because someone else parked too close to me.
It’s simple things like that that show how much we depend on each other to do things correctly in order for things to function properly.
Those white painted parking lines help us park efficiently, and they also show how considerate of others we are.
I know parking is something minute, but how you do anything is how you do everything.
FLY, BLACK BOY 