school parking
Dec. 10th, 2004 08:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
velvetpageI looked out the window a moment ago, hoping to see Piet pulling into our driveway with my non-dm cough syrup in hand.
It is five minutes before the bell rings at the school across the street. It is raining. Hence, every parent who isn't actually at work at this time decided to drive their child the two blocks to school, rather than have the little darlings get wet or carry an umbrella. Our street is impassable for about ten minutes every morning, and rainy mornings are much worse.
There was a white pickup truck parked across our driveway. There were cars legitimately parked in front of our house and every other house on the street, so there were no actual parking spaces. Instead of dropping their child off and leaving, though, this family decided to park illegally in front of our driveway and turn off the motor, keeping their child safe and warm for the last two minutes before the bell rang.
I put my parka over my pyjamas, jammed my sockless feet into my slippers, and went out to talk to them.
"Excuse me, but you're blocking our driveway," I said in my croaking sick-voice. "My husband will be home any minute and will have nowhere to park."
They demurred, and said they'd move. Last I saw, they were moving, all right - with Junior still in the car.
Heaven save us from parents who won't let their kids get a drop of rain on them, but see no problem with having the TV babysit them every afternoon.
The bell just rang, so every car on our street is now trying to exit their parking spots and go home at exactly the same time. I wonder how the kids manage to sing along to the national anthem with all that honking.
It is five minutes before the bell rings at the school across the street. It is raining. Hence, every parent who isn't actually at work at this time decided to drive their child the two blocks to school, rather than have the little darlings get wet or carry an umbrella. Our street is impassable for about ten minutes every morning, and rainy mornings are much worse.
There was a white pickup truck parked across our driveway. There were cars legitimately parked in front of our house and every other house on the street, so there were no actual parking spaces. Instead of dropping their child off and leaving, though, this family decided to park illegally in front of our driveway and turn off the motor, keeping their child safe and warm for the last two minutes before the bell rang.
I put my parka over my pyjamas, jammed my sockless feet into my slippers, and went out to talk to them.
"Excuse me, but you're blocking our driveway," I said in my croaking sick-voice. "My husband will be home any minute and will have nowhere to park."
They demurred, and said they'd move. Last I saw, they were moving, all right - with Junior still in the car.
Heaven save us from parents who won't let their kids get a drop of rain on them, but see no problem with having the TV babysit them every afternoon.
The bell just rang, so every car on our street is now trying to exit their parking spots and go home at exactly the same time. I wonder how the kids manage to sing along to the national anthem with all that honking.
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Date: 2004-12-10 02:57 pm (UTC)I hope you feel better today, Teach. :)
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Date: 2004-12-10 03:43 pm (UTC)