Mi Casa No Es Su Casa

I was getting ready to leave my place yesterday morning, going out to start the car.  I was greeted with a wonderful surprise- someone was parked directly in back of me, happened to be overnight & complete with frosty windows.  Knowing whose vehicle it was, I went knocking on the door.  After no answer, I went knocking on the other door.  This time a bit harder than the last.  Still no answer and some louder knocking came.

I finally got a "who is it?" then the door opened slightly.  I told him "I'm leaving- you're parked right in back of me, can you move?"  Nothing but a bit of stuttering for a few seconds.  Ah, eh, eh, um, ah.  Then "Huh?, oh yeah, I'll move."  Now I've been in some situations where I've been left speechless, but at least I've been able to mutter yeah or ok.  Or something besides mindless stuttering.  What was so hard about my question?  Of course brain-waves probably aren't sparking too hot first thing in the morning, either.  But dang, I almost started laughing because I started thinking something else was going on.

Ten years ago, I would have said- "You're in my way, you need to move now because I'm leaving.  Don't park there anymore, that's my spot."  No asking for anything, period.  Demanding.  Probably a few choice words thrown in for good measure, to get the point across.  But the way I was knocking said that I meant business.  Plus quick eye-to-eye contact as I was driving off.  Actions speak louder than words, eh?   

Now I know we're just talking about simple parking spots, but when someone blocks me in my own parking spot it just shows how rude & inconsiderate they are.  I should be able to come & go as I please without any extra, unnecessary steps at THEIR convenience.

My parking spot is not your parking spot.  The area in back of my parking spot is not your parking spot, either.