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The more I traverse the city, the more annoying I find it that we have two large car dealerships within our urban core (and even more farther north). Should not we be more critical of how we utilize our city’s space, and not allow glorified parking lots to set up shop, especially in the city with one of the lowest vacancy rates in the country? I’ll remind you that one of these lots demolished a gaggle of homes to have more space for its products to sit on. These businesses are better suited to areas like Burnside, Bayers Lake or Dartmouth Crossing, and not a highly populated downtown area. The sales lot model is dated and not very space-efficient. There could be dozens of homes built in these spaces, or small condos with ground-level storefronts to enliven the areas. Imagine Robie Street without car dealerships, and instead with new small businesses and more places to live! Does it not sound like an improvement? — Teethoflions
I saw your look of confusion as I passed by, blaring my horn at you. Look: the carshare parking spots are for carshare cars. Not for German-made luxury vehicles idling life away. So had to park farther away and walk through even more treacherous shitice because of you. Thanks. If I seem overly enraged, it’s because this is hardly the first time I’ve had this happen.
My every day seems filled with assholes for whom rules and regulations apply to everyone, everywhere. Unless and until they apply to them because they have more urgent business. Carshare parking only? Not if I need to just pull in for a bit. No smoking? Yeah, but I really need a dart right now. Quiet study area? Yeah, but I gotta take this call. Fire lane? I’ll only be in the liquor store for a minute (I’m looking at you, everyone on Baker Street). And what are the odds of a fire, anyway?
Fuck you people and your fucking exceptionalism. If you want to live in a place where the rules only apply to other people, I suggest heading south. The Tweeter-in-Chief is all about that. “They” say the road to hell is paved in good intentions. That aphorism was invented by exceptionalists like you, who want to excuse constantly acting in bad faith. Guess what? You’re not that special. Follow the fucking rules. Improve your intentions. Please. — Slip ’N’ Slide