Where I work, we have no parking...
...so we have to park in a nearby street. This is never usually a problem, however one house on this street is particularly protective of the space outside. Cones will be left in the road to let everyone know it's *their* space.

One day, the cones weren't there, and so an unsuspecting driver parked in the space. As I walked back at the end of the day, I noticed that the car was still there, but with its wing-mirror hanging off. "Oh dear, some careless passer-by must've bumped into it" I naively thought.

But then, in the days after that, I noticed other cars foolishly daring to park in that space, coincidentally attracting similar fates by the evening. More wing mirrors would become detached. Then scratches would appear on doors.

Then, one day at work, a colleague who'd noticed this same pattern collared me.
"Did you see that car this morning?"
"Which car?"
"Outside the miserable bastard's house"
"No... Why?"
"Have a look this evening"

And so at the end of the day, as I walked back, I took a look. Bloody hell. A car had once again unknowingly parked in this space. And on the roof of this car, somehow; A human turd.

They really missed those cones.
(costas, Sun 7 Oct 2012, 21:23, 1 reply)

Mill Road, Lockerbie
It has free parking and is quite near the station. It used to be the case that if you parked there you would find a fierce laminate note on your windscreen saying "These places are to be used by residents only. If you park here again you may find that your car gets damaged. Please leave this message by the kerbside for re-use and do not take it with you." I still have mine, obviously.
(ubergeekian, Sun 7 Oct 2012, 21:55, closed)