I was waiting there patiently until the car owner’s back. I greeted her and asked politely, “Mam, you park your car on top of the line, making it harder for PWDs getting in and off.” She’s still a decent lady, her hands were up to pay respect to me and apologized for what she did.
Many of our social problems begin by an act of ignorance and neglecting tiny, yet impactful, things like this. It gradually spoils this careless behavior until it inflicts as part of our culture. Thus, this initially-tiny social problem expands to become a national issue.
I wish that when we personally face this kind of circumstance and don’t let the wrong-doer go freely (identify their fault to fix it), we can little-by-little change our society.
I also hope that by this narrative, your inner change begins to spark. We must help together.
Do a decent parking, and someone else’s lives will be much happier.