Early Morning Parking Lot Rage

So I get back up to St. Cloud after our St. Patty's bash at Tiffy's and some Bastard is parked in my parking spot. Lisa didn't just see red, she also saw green, purple, tons of maroon, and got a damned head ache.

So I called public safety and the best they can do is ticket the car every four hours and it should move tomorrow. I guess if it doesn't then they'll tow it. But right now it's too late at night. So I get to park in the public safety lot, and the public safety boys took the groceries out of my car and brought them to my apartment for me.

But damn it I wanted my parking spot.

Damned maroon cars from Wisconsin.