The people in the office below me are right miserable munters, parked my car in the car park, squeezed it into a little space and when I got out one of them was waiting for me to tell me to move it.
"Why?"
"It's blocking the exit."
"No it isn't."
"People will crash into it."
"No they won't, not if they can drive."
"You shouldn't park there."
"It'll be reet."
Then, I went out for a fagarette and a load of other people started having a go.
Still haven't moved it. Bet they all crash into it on porpoise.