The Parking Place
We moved recently and in the weeks leading up to the big day, I made it a habit of driving by our new house. I was curious about my new neighbors and whether the street was a busy parking street. Parking is always an issue in Palo Alto. Little did I know how big an issue it would be for me.
I had noticed a car that was always parked in front of my new house and it never seemed to move. Always in the same place. The first day of the move, I put a nice note under the wipers asking if it could be moved so it would be easier to move in. The car didn't move. Upon closer inspection, I noticed it did move occasionally but always returned to the spot in front of my house. One day, when my son and I came home, my next door neighbor introduced herself and said it was her car. I said the usual pleasantries (after all, I DID want to start out on the right foot) and asked if she would mind not parking in front of our house as my husband needed the spot when he returned from work late in the day. She became hostile. Wow (I thought), the previous occupant must have really ticked her off because she didn't know me long enough to dislike me (yet).












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