Then, when I got home, these people were in the spot in front of my house.
"Are you parking? If you park, you can fit two cars there."
"No, we're not moving," said Snooty McSourpuss.
And what were they doing, facing the wrong direction, a foot from the curb for an hour? NOTHING. Shooting the shit. That's it.
And this is why I don't go out and see people on the weekends. Idiots.