My neighbors wrapped my car in tape after I asked them to stop parking in my spot - I didn't let the opportunity pass me by.
However, everything changed when Jack moved in next door with his son, Drew, who looked to be in his early twenties. From the moment he arrived, I sensed something was wrong. He acted with a smug air that gave me goosebumps. But it wasn't until he started parking in my reserved spot that things really spiraled out of control.
A father-son duo standing in a neighborhood | Source: Midjourney
"Hey, Jack," I said, trying to keep a friendly tone the first time it happened. "This seat is reserved for me. It's clearly marked."
Jack simply shrugged, a lazy smile on his face. "I didn't see your name on it," he replied and walked away.
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