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Some people have no respect. I don't consider myself a warm and fuzzy person and I can admit that I might be a little self-centered (it's all about the 'nerd). But I am at least aware that there are other people on this planet. And as much as I may love myself (twice on weekends), I can admit I'm no better or more important than anyone else (well, except for the French).

The point is, when a lane is clearly merging on the freeway an all cars are scooting over, I don't drive down the shoulder to get a head of everyone else. When I'm shopping the week before Christmas, I don't cut in line because that my time is more valuable than everyone else's. I don't park in a handicap spot because it's closer. Do I wanna do all those things? Sure, but I'm not going to because I don't wanna be a jerk. I could do it, but I don't see why I'm more deserving of those "life perks" than anyone else. I know if I was to do so, I'd be screwing over someone else. Basically, I guess what I'm saying is that I can acknowledge that there are other people in this world. Sometimes, I feel like I'm the only person in the world who can do so.

Where I live, the parking is a little tight. But every house has a driveway in front of it, so the resident always as a place to park. The driveway in front of my house is mine: legally and commonsensical (yes it is a word: I looked it up).

So imagine how angry and frustrated I was when I returned to The Fortress of Solitude tonight to find somebody parked in my driveway.

I was angry and felt violated. But before I started to go ballistic, I saw two guys walking down the street.

"Hey, any chance you know whose car this is," I asked cordially. No need to go off on these two innocent bystanders.

"Es mine, homes," one replied.

The politeness faded. "Move it--don't park here."

"Eh, no need to git'all mad, eshay."

I was already pissed that he was there: his defiance made me even angrier.

"This is not your driveway! Why did you parking here! It's not yours."

"Eh, I'm movin' it, 'kay?"

But I wasn't done yet. I shouted that he needed to "find someplace else to park."

How would you feel if somebody parked in your driveway, leaving you no place to park? It's like a homeless guy sleeping in you bed, forcing you to the floor. This guy was just another one of those unfeeling, self-serving idiots that plagues this planet (kinda like my brother). Did he really think I didn't need my own driveway? Is he that important that he has the right to take what isn't his--to make his life easier--that it doesn't matter who he steps on? It absolutely infuriates me! This is exactly the kind of behaviour that gives me very little faith in humanity. If anything, I got lucky. If that dumb sonvabitch got wherever he was walking--if I got caught at one more stoplight on the way home, I wouldn'tve known who stole my spot. I was angry--I'm still angry as I sit here typing this up.

I guess this is one of those tirades I was thinking about when I came up with the name iRANT.

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