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Stuff I don’t get: All the handicapped parking spaces in front of the athletic shoe store

Is there a need for more than a few? I mean really.

11 Responses to “Stuff I don’t get: All the handicapped parking spaces in front of the athletic shoe store”

  1. nk Says:

    Oh, I don’t know. See this.

  2. tgirsch Says:

    I still need to add Sarah Silverman to the list of things I don’t get.

  3. _Jon Says:

    Laws are general and broad. They do not take into account what the business is.
    The law requires that “X” number (or percent) of the spaces will be allocated for handicapped parking and that they will be closest to the business entrance.

    The fact that we – as common sense people – see that as ironic in some instances is …. human.

  4. Yorkshire Says:

    So, handicap people don’t buy shoes? Guess again fool.

  5. SayUncle Says:

    Do they buy lots of athletic shoes?

  6. JustinB Says:

    Do they buy lots of athletic shoes?

    yes…but they are always clean and shiny with no scuff marks. 🙂

  7. Yorkshire Says:

    Do you realize what a dumb comment you made. IF, and a big IF the person going in to buy athletic shoes, the reverse assumption is people buying these shoes are physically fit and their lazy butts can afford to walk the extra ten feet from another spot. It’s people like you that people like me want to flatten your tires for taking Handicapped spaces. From a One Legged Person.

  8. SayUncle Says:

    You are correct york. i was making a stupid joke. Apologies.

  9. Yorkshire Says:

    Apologies accepted.

  10. nk Says:

    Yorkshire, SayUncle is a hell of a nice guy, certainly nicer than I am. Weren’t there jokes at your post just yesterday about your 17 inch rod?

  11. straightarrow Says:

    Yorkshire am I incorrect that your disability is a dysfunctional sense of humor. Hell, I’m dying and I don’t get all wound up like that. I still don’t park in handicapped spots because I can’t stand the damn whining from guys who take themselves so seriously.

    Anyway I hope you get better, you’re pretty hard to take right now. I bet Uncle doesn’t park in those spots either, so what do you do about people like him. Just pick cars at random in the lot and decide you would like to flatten their tires? I mean just in case?

    Way back when I was younger and not dying, a four friends and I were going to do a motorcycle tour of Mexico. On our way from Oregon we pulled into a restaurant in Sacramento, Ca. to get breakfast. Huge dining room with an aviary full of exotic birds. It was also full of people there for a convention of the disabled, most in wheelchairs. Danny, one of us on the way to Mexico, got up to go to the restroom. On the way past a table with four wheelchair bound people we heard one of them say “Look at that good walking sonofabitch.” And everybody laughed their asses off, them , us and Danny. We had a nice conversation with the conventioneers and not one of them flattened any of our tires, and guess what, we didn’t flatten any or theirs either.

    I mean Damn, look at the chance we all missed to be insulted and self-righteous and too damn angry to have any fun. I mean all of us. Instead, we all acted like people instead of walking billboards for martydom. Who knew we all got it wrong? I wonder if it’s too late to sue that handicapped creep for his callous attitude toward our good health. Or him to sue us for not reacting in accordance with “I am a victim” script? Just wondering.