I was only at work for about 45 minutes this morning. I had to come back home because I couldn't open the files I worked on all weekend and then sent in a zip file to my work e-mail. AWESOME.
But just because I was only there for a bit didn't mean I couldn't find an asshole parking like a douchebag. It was inevitable, what with the foot-plus of snow that fell Sunday and Monday. Of course, even if you could see some of the lines indicating this was not a parking spot, this fine citizen said, "Fuck it. I'm parking there."