An entitled Karen blocks my driveway with her SUV, as she assumed that she could just

park it there whenever she wanted, to go pick up her kid from her school, but I was feeling

petty and I got angry, so I blocked her car in with another one of my cars and I refused

to move.

Here's what happened.

So I own a house, a couple houses down from school, so this was bound to happen eventually.

When it's time for the kids to go home, my street is lined bumper to bumper, with parents

to pick up their kids, the sidewalks are full of families, who walk all the way to their

cars, and I often had to pick up balloons, snack packaging, old homework work sheets,

and general garbage that the kids drop.

If you're trying to get home around the time school lets out, there's no way you're

going to be able to get out of there, before the blockade the parents make is gone.

Now this has been a problem for the few years that we have lived here.

There's two places that the kids let out.

My street, which is a small cul-de-sac, with the school at the top, and a main road that's

open all the way down to the baseball park, with a wider road to allow street parking and

two-way driving.

Obviously, if you can't find parking, then the tiny residential road is not the way

to go.

There are three cars at my home, my car, my roommate's car, and my husband's utility

van, which he parks on the road to avoid blocking our roommate, since she's frequently

in and out.

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