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Marilee J. Layman

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04:10 pm: Bad Delivery Man, Nephrologist, Dream
I got my monthly Peapod delivery last night and as I opened the door to the driver, I said "You parked in the handicapped spot." He shrugged. I said "That's illegal." He shrugged again. I said "That's actually my spot, but my van is in the shop today." He said "I'm just there for two seconds" and I told him it didn't matter, it's illegal, and asked what he would have done if I'd come home during the five minutes he was pulling groceries. He said he would have moved. That sounds good, but I've been through this with other able-bodied opportunistic people -- I have to park somewhere else, get them to move, then move my van. There's a *reason* I have a handicapped spot and a ramp -- a *reason* I have Peapod deliver food! He said "I can't believe you're
arguing about this" as he left. So I booted the computer up again and wrote a complaint to Peapod. I have the receipt email, but it will be a few days before they respond.

The first thing I did today was to move my upstairs neighbor's car -- the roof on the building across the way is being reroofed and they were carefully throwing stuff down in front of his car. He's legally blind so I'm not sure why he's keeping the car, but I was sure he didn't want it there, and indeed, he was happy for me to move it. First time I've driven a car with a remote unlock/lock.

I headed off for my regular appt with my nephrologist and we're going to do some labs more often because some of my labs are higher than my usual range and I have some protein in my urine. I got to read the CAT scan report which is fine for all my abdomen, including the liver. I've been worried all this time for nothing. They were upset that my right kidney is small and misshapen, but it's been that way since the open kidney biopsy in 1987. I mentioned to her that I think I had a teeny tiny little TIA early Wednesday morning and she lectured me and insisted I see the primary, so I have an appt Tuesday. I'm in the Medicare Plan D donut hole; I can't afford Plavix just as a precaution and I'm going to explain that clearly as many times as I have to when I see the primary. I got my flu shot, too.

Last night I dreamed again that I was a healer. I tried just touching people, like the folks in rasfc recommended when I mentioned this the last time, but it didn't work. I had to touch them for a while, so I couldn't do it anonymously and eventually people with guns tried to kidnap me again.

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From:kip_w
Date:November 10th, 2006 10:22 pm (UTC)
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Maybe if the people with guns get too close, you could touch them and heal their eviltry.

And if you get the power while you're awake, see if you can help LJ. I had to refresh about thirty times to get the reply window to open.
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From:mjlayman
Date:November 10th, 2006 11:43 pm (UTC)
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I think there would have to be a biological basis for the eviltry. In these dreams, I'm consciously telling people's cells how to change.

LJ still makes me hit Send (or whatever it is) a second time for entries because it insists I have the wrong year: 2006. Not nearly as bad as yours!
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From:julesjones
Date:November 10th, 2006 11:31 pm (UTC)
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Bah. I used to see a bit of the "I'll only be five minutes" mentality at university, because one of my friends was disabled. It was amazing how many people justified themselves with "but nobody ever uses it!" And the classic one outside our department building -- "but there are two disabled spaces, and there can't possibly be two disabled drivers!"
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From:mjlayman
Date:November 10th, 2006 11:48 pm (UTC)
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People seem to think it's okay as long as it's empty, as if disabled people stayed home all the time. If we did, we wouldn't need the spot. A lot of people also don't recognize disabled people. If you aren't using a wheelchair, clearly you're not disabled.

This was the first time I had this driver; I usually get one of three drivers so I was surprised by that, and then again when I saw him backed up in my spot. We only have two spots that aren't used in the development and they just happen to be in front of buildings without anybody currently disabled living in them.
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From:julesjones
Date:November 11th, 2006 12:11 am (UTC)
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I think the "I'll only be two seconds" is telling. They think they won't be there long, so the chances of getting caught by someone with the authority to punish them is low, so why not? After all, if a disabled person wants the spot, they can easily wait for five minutes...

I get to see it in a different context because my father-in-law's shop is in a row of shops with offices and flats above, served by a dead end back alley for the garages in the back of the buildings. It's very clearly marked "no waiting, do not block", but it's also right next to a cashpoint in a row of parking spaces that are always full. And it's amazing how flustered people get when they turn around from the cash machine, and discover a car or a delivery van waiting to get into the blocked alley, with the driver and passengers giving them a hard stare.
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From:mjlayman
Date:November 11th, 2006 01:21 am (UTC)
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I knew he'd been there for five minutes because I recognize the sound of their trucks. (I'm good at voices, too, maybe it's all the same thing.) I'd told the cats to hide, not that they ran until he knocked.

I've come home to find strange cars, with no handicapped tags/plates, in my spot. There's no way for me to find out where the drivers are because I can only get to my stoop which I share with my upstairs neighbor. Usually I block them in, which is not really allowed, but too bad. Then when they want to leave, I've been known to have to think about it for a while.
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From:the_changeling
Date:November 11th, 2006 12:15 am (UTC)
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In the UK, it's not illegal to park in them, so we have all sorts of fun. My 'best' was the courier who parked lengthways across six entire bays for his lunch break, and when I asked him to move, called me a fat bitch. He got fired, I have to say - as when I got in touch with the company, they were so desperate to have something else on him, they phoned me back 5 times 'till I sent it in in writing. It's actually quite difficult to fire someone in the UK, so he must have had some record.

My 'worst' was here in Bedford, when the guy in the car I asked politely to move, then didn't, then punched me, smashed my camera to smithereens and then drove back into David and I as we stood behind him, with me persuading David to move. He ran the car into us. It was very satisfying when he was stopped by the police a few moments later and arrested - but he only got fined. But he didn't get diddlysquat for actually parking in the space, just attcking us.

After 15 years, it's very, very wearing. On the other hand, it is now quite cute than we park in them with a babyseat in the car. :-)

Morgan
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From:mjlayman
Date:November 11th, 2006 01:16 am (UTC)
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I wonder if this guy will lose his job -- the other drivers are all so cheerful and I can't imagine anyone not at least apologizing.

Wow, driving into you! Too bad he didn't go to jail!
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From:the_changeling
Date:November 11th, 2006 03:54 am (UTC)
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He got fired as they were after his ass, and he called me a fat bitch, not because he parked across six bays!

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