Fighting Battles

I can't say for sure that there's a direct connection, but the timing was suspicious.

A few days ago, someone -- possibly a visitor, but who cares? -- parked in my space. (Each apartment has one reserved space.) This is the third time this has happened (a different vehicle each time), and in each instance I've done the same thing: left a carefully worded note on the windshield. Lest anyone think that I really am A Rotten Human Being, the full text of my note is as follows:

You are parked in a reserved space. Park in your own space or one of the unmarked ones.

Yeah, really obscene, I know.

Yesterday, I spotted a woman from the office going around and leaving a note on (almost) everyone's door. (I checked with the woman who works at the mall and lives over in another building. No note on her door.) What caught my attention -- after the usual boilerplate about reserved spaces, visitor spaces, and notifying the on-site security guy -- was the last line:

"There is NO need for anyone to have to leave a note on anyone else's car."

Yeah, right. Don't ever do anything for yourself. Run to mommy or daddy and let them handle it.

Apparently, someone got their knickers in a twist and went whining to TPTB about my note. Anonymously, no doubt. Whether or not they identified the space -- as opposed to just the building -- is academic. What really rots my socks is the sure knowledge that TPTB are more concerned that some whiny little cry-baby got their "pwecious widdle feewings" hurt than that someone's right to a reserved parking space was violated. The other odious aspect is the idea that I have no right to act for myself, but have to go running to someone else to fight my battles.

I'll fight my own battles, TYVM.