I went to pick up my stepdaughter from school yesterday.
It is a new school that was built recently. In probably the worst possible place I've ever seen. It's right off a busy street that has a decent amount of truck traffic as well as regular traffic. Every morning during drop off and every afternoon during pickup, traffic along this road becomes a nightmare.
The school itself has inadequate parking for pickups/dropoffs so there is always a clusterfuck of cars coming and going and stopping and doubleparking and parking where they aren't supposed to during these dropoff/pickup times, so the school hired a security service to direct traffic for them in the morning and afternoon.
This particular afternoon The curb on the side of the school was packed so I pulled up next to a car, and honked. My stepdaughter does not come out. Mr. Security Guy comes over and tells me to move so I pull up 10 feet and do the same thing. Still no kid coming out. He comes back and tells me to keep moving again. As I'm driving down the block I say "fuck it" to myself and pull a U-Turn, drive back down to the door where the kids are and parked in a spot on the other side of the street in a lot where the spaces "belong" to the people who work in the building there.
I get out and start walking across the street to the school and Mr. Security Guard looks at me and I give him a look back that says, "Say something about it, I dare you." He says nothing. I get to the school, open the door and yell for my stepdaughter who is standing there chatting away. We leave and cross back across the street when a second security guard, who has joined the first says to me, "Excuse me Sir, you can't park there.' To which I angrily replied, "There is never any damn place to park around here." She actually has the nerve to point to a now empty spot in front of the school and tells me I should have parked there. I say to her, "Are you being serious right now? Don't you think if that spot was open when I got here that I would have parked there?" She starts saying something else but I am already walking away from her. I started to turn around to just curse the everliving hell out of her but I caught myself at the last moment and went home instead.
This afternoon, this security guard, who I kid you not cannot be an inch taller than 4'8", was now standing "guard" near the spot I parked in the previous day.
I've never wanted to run someone over so badly before in my entire life.