Snowpocalypse 2011 has passed! We’re alive and digging out of the snow.
And apparently we’re saving parking spots again. I could have taken 10 more pics like this, but my child-size hand would have turned into a popsicle. It’s funny how each of these peeps called parking dibs in their own way.
What do you think? Is this rude or necessary?
Mostly, I think people are weird. But I don’t drive that often.
On an unrelated note, I attempted to go into the office today. After trampling through mountains of snow, I encountered this scene at my Blue Line stop:
A line just to get to the platform. After reading emails from several co-workers experiencing the same thing, I was so annoyed that I turned around and went back home. Most everyone else is working from home today anyway.
Update: My husband just saw this article on Yahoo. Time Out Chicago explores both sides of the parking dibs issue.