Following that last story…

I worked downtown Chicago during the day and about 4 evenings a week went to people’s homes to do clothing house parties to supplement my income. I lived in the far southern suburbs and my townhouse was in a court with assigned parking spots. One evening When I got back home around midnight someone had parked in my spot. It was late so I didn’t want to honk to get the attention of one of the unit’s residents possibly having a guest. But I was really tired and now p—-d off. I had to find a parking spot about 2 blocks away and then in the dark walk home. So I marched right into my townhouse, went upstairs, found a big roll of my mailing labels, went outside and put labels all over their windows, front, sides and back. I didn’t want to harm their car, just inconvience them. These labels needed lots of water and scraping to get them off. Then I went into the house, got a good nights sleep…the car that was in my spot was gone the next morning but lots of little pieces of paper were in the lot. I never found out who parked in my spot but it never happened again.