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roserodentNo photos with this one, I'm afraid, usually by the time I meet this societal menace I am simply trying to ensure I am not run down by anything.
What is with disabled parking bays which then don't have any access to the things they quite clearly are built to service? I get out of my car in the disabled parking bay at my local shopping centre and I then have to go outwards into the traffic and turn around and come back to get myself up onto the curb where the shops are located. This usually results in some interesting improvised sign language to try to inform the drivers waiting for the poor crippy person to cross the road that in fact I am not attempting to cross at all, and I want to go round and round on the spot and could they please move out of the place they are waiting in to "help" me so that it will be of some actual help!
This plague is everywhere. One disabled parking bay in Belfast, Northern Ireland, actually has a curb so high that when you open the car door to the passenger side it hits the curb! You can't get out of the car on that side at all. Disabled parking? Not so much. The only people I can think of who'd be able to utilise this bay are those receiving the badge for being "unable to turn by hand the wheel of a car even with the aid of a steering knob".
We don't just want to get out of our cars, we actually want to go inside the shops. I know, shocker.
What is with disabled parking bays which then don't have any access to the things they quite clearly are built to service? I get out of my car in the disabled parking bay at my local shopping centre and I then have to go outwards into the traffic and turn around and come back to get myself up onto the curb where the shops are located. This usually results in some interesting improvised sign language to try to inform the drivers waiting for the poor crippy person to cross the road that in fact I am not attempting to cross at all, and I want to go round and round on the spot and could they please move out of the place they are waiting in to "help" me so that it will be of some actual help!
This plague is everywhere. One disabled parking bay in Belfast, Northern Ireland, actually has a curb so high that when you open the car door to the passenger side it hits the curb! You can't get out of the car on that side at all. Disabled parking? Not so much. The only people I can think of who'd be able to utilise this bay are those receiving the badge for being "unable to turn by hand the wheel of a car even with the aid of a steering knob".
We don't just want to get out of our cars, we actually want to go inside the shops. I know, shocker.