pat2ride wrote:
I might have a different perspective to this subject. My Father had Lou Gehrig's Disease and we would park in the disabled spot for his benefit. It always made me angry to see someone park in a disabled spot or even in the stripped part. It made it dificult to get in and out of the car and maneuver his wheelchair.
I see people park in a disabled spot to run in a get a cup of coffee at the local 7/11. There is nothing right about it. From my perspective, the fine isn't enough.
A little walk isn't going to hurt most of us.
Okay... Now this definitely makes me step back and re-evaluate. I definitely wouldn't park next to a handicapped section. I've never, not even once, parked IN a handicap space. I always kinda' thought of it as bad karma, just like being perfectly healthy and goofing around in a wheelchair.
At Walmart, there's always a little section of striped area at the end of a parking row, and that's what I usually park in, on the occasions that I can't avoid going to Walmart. (Honestly, I'd almost rather have my eyeballs sandpapered...)
Speaking of which: Why is it that every time I go to Walmart, I have a specific item in mind, and twenty minutes later, I'm walking around with my eyes all glazed, huffing the Stupid Gas that they pipe through the a/c ducts, holding a million items except for the one that I went there for, in the first place. After five minutes in that place, I turn into a Walmartian... *cue Twilight Zone theme...*
And how about every dang time I go to Walmart, I hear some kid screaming like they're having their fingernails removed with a hot Dremel? What's up with that? Maybe going to Walmart is like the new punishment, or something.
"You'd better shape up and act right, or else we're going to Walmart!! Do you hear me, mister?! WALMART!!"
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"
