A Letter To The Person Who Stole My Parking Space

A Letter To The Person Who Stole My Parking Space

"You suck" - From Yours Truly


Dear Stranger,

You're lucky I would've been late to class if I decided to stay behind and key your car. It sucks already that every day I have to come to school an hour earlier and join this Hunger Game-esque battle of trying to find a parking space since the university refuses to create more parking spaces for some odd reason. But nothing truly sucks more than finding an individual leaving, then patiently waiting to park (ALL WHILE SIGNALING), and then only for some heathen to swoop in and steal your parking spot.

First off, how dare you? I don't care if you're late to class, you don't think I'm going to be late to class? Second off, we're all adults here (sorta), know your parking etiquette. If I was here first, it's my spot. If I picked someone up and dropped them off so I could get their spot, it's my spot. If I have to back up and give the person leaving room to leave, it's still my spot. If you're late to class on a test day and you're at the perfect angle to swoop in and take that spot off my hands, well guess what? IT'S. STILL. MY. SPOT. Listen, I don't care if it's 8 a.m., this entire garage will continue to hear my Honda Civic's horn roar until you give me what's rightfully mine.

I get it, you're just trying to be the best student you can be by getting to class on time but this isn't it. To be quite honest, I don't really know you but I hate you. Your crappy actions are enough for me to hope that you have a bad day. I hope you think you did well on your test but you failed miserably. I hope your coffee is made medicorely––not wrong, but not right either. I hope that internship you were hoping to hear back from never gets back to you; I'm not implying that you didn't get the position, but if you did, I hope that point of communication gets missed. I hope that if you ever decide to take someone's parking space again, they'll discreetly slash the tires on your car so that way, you'll have to replace your tires on a day you never expected this to happen. Most importantly, I hope karma will take care of this and give you what you deserve.

I'll admit it, a part of my anger is geared to the university as well. You're telling me I pay tuition, suffer through my rigorous classes, purchase these insanely over-priced textbooks written by my professors, and I still have to go through the emotional distress of finding a parking spot on campus? I mean, this goes for faculty too! I've seen those raggedy, small lots. I've parked in those lots from time to time when I'm super late and am willingly to risk the chance of a ticket but no individual has to go through this. Each year, I see a new building that's being built that's not a parking garage, lot, etc. and I am sick of this issue not being addressed.

It's my senior year and saying I'm exhausted of having to verbally fight someone over a parking space is an understatement. It's just simple logic: If someone was there waiting patiently for a parking space before you, that is their parking space. You don't steal it.


The student who is not here for it today, or any other day.

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I spent the entire summer before my freshman year of college so WORRIED.

I also spent most of my money that summer on miscellaneous dorm stuff. I packed the car when the time finally came to move in, and spent the drive up excited and confused about what the heck was actually going on.

Freshman year came and went, and as I get ready to go back to school in just a few short weeks (!!), I'm starting to realize there's just a whole bunch of crap I just don't need.

After freshman year, I threw out:

1. Half my wardrobe.

I don't really know what I was thinking of owning 13 sweaters and 25 T-shirts in the first place. I wear the same five T-shirts until I magically find a new one that I probably got for free, and I put on jeans maybe four times. One pair is enough.

2. Half my makeup.

Following in the theme of #1, if I put on makeup, it's the same eyeliner-mascara combination as always. Sometimes I spice it up and add lipstick or eyeshadow.

3. My vacuum.


One, I basically never did it. Two, if I REALLY needed to vacuum, dorms rent out cleaning supplies.

4. Most of my photos from high school.

I didn't throw them ALL away, but most of them won't be making a return to college. Things change, people change, your friends change. And that's okay.

5. Excess school supplies.

Binders are heavy and I am lazy. I surprisingly didn't lose that many pens, so I don't need the fifty pack anymore. I could probably do without the crayons.

6. Cups/Plates/Bowls/Silverware.

Again, I am lazy. I cannot be bothered to wash dishes that often. I'll stick to water bottles and maybe one coffee cup. Paper plates/bowls can always be bought, and plastic silverware can always be stolen from different places on campus.

7. Books.

I love to read, but I really don't understand why I thought I'd have the time to actually do it. I think I read one book all year, and that's just a maybe.

8. A sewing kit.

I don't even know how to sew.

9. Excessive decorations.

It's nice to make your space feel a little more cozy, but not every inch of the wall needs to be covered.

10. Throw pillows.

At night, these cute little pillows just got tossed to the floor, and they'd sit there for days if I didn't make my bed.

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I'm sorry, the old me can't come to the phone right now.


If those who knew me in high school hung out with me now, they probably wouldn't recognize me. If my friends from college hung out with me around two years ago, they probably wouldn't recognize me. It's safe to say I've changed... a lot. I definitely find the change to be for the better and I couldn't be happier with the person I've become

In high school, I would sit at home every night anxiously waiting to leave and go out. Now, honestly, going out is the last thing I want to do any night of the week. While everyone in college is at a fraternity party or at the bars, I prefer to sit at home on the couch, watching Netflix with my boyfriend. That's an ideal night for me and it is exactly the opposite of what I wanted to do a couple of years ago. There's nothing wrong with going out and partying, it's just not what I want to do anymore.

I craved attention in high school. I went to the parties and outings so I could be in Snapchats and photos, just so people would know I was there. I hung out with certain groups of people just so I could say I was "friends" with so-and-so who was so very popular. I wanted to be known and I wanted to be cool.

Now, I couldn't care less. I go to the bars or the parties if I really feel like it or if my friends make me feel bad enough for never going anywhere that I finally decide to show up. It's just not my scene anymore and I no longer worry about missing out.

If you could look back at me during my junior year of high school, you probably would've found me searching for the best-ranked party schools and colleges with the best nearby clubs or bars. Now, you can find me eating snacks on the couch on a Friday night watching the parties through other peoples' Snapchats.

Some may say that I'm boring now, and while I agree that my life is a little less adventurous now than it was in high school, I don't regret the lifestyle changes I've made. I feel happier, I feel like a better person, I feel much more complete. I'm not sorry that I've changed since high school and I'm not sorry that I'm not living the typical "college lifestyle." I don't see anything wrong with that life, it's just not what makes me happy and it's not what I want to do anymore.

I've become a different person since high school and I couldn't be happier about it. I have a lot that's contributed to the change, but my boyfriend definitely was the main factor as he showed me that staying in can be a million times better than a night out. My interests and my social cravings have completely transitioned into that of an 80-year-old grandma, but I don't regret it.

Change doesn't have to be a bad thing. In fact, it can bring a lot more happiness and comfort. The transition from high school to college is drastic, but you can also use it as an opportunity to transition from one lifestyle to another. I don't regret the lifestyle flip I made and I couldn't be less apologetic about it.

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