Microslobs Part 4: "Fuck you lady, that's what stairs are for!"

..those words, immortalized by Avenue Q's "Gary Coleman" never rang so true as they did today.

My back is killing me from DDRing yesterday, so I didn't feel like taking the stairs up to the third floor. In my building, there's two elevator banks right next to eachother. So, I go into the elevator, as it's about 1/2" to being closed, some dickwad comes and basically prys the door open so he can get into the elevator. It was like the moment in Terminator 2 where T-1000 turned his arms into pry bars and forced the elevator doors open (well, without the chopping off of said arms, which would have been cool in this instance).

I'm all like, what the hell? I mean, it's not like there's not another elevator right next to mine, they aren't so terribly slow that it'd take 5 minutes for the dude to wait for another one. So, yeah.

I should have known something like this would happen. As I went into the parking garage, the ever-abused end parking spot was occupied by yet another dumbass taking up two spaces for no apparent reason.