to consider tracking down this man and demanding that he look after my kids for the rest of the day?(55 Posts)
DP works in London part of the week and I come up with the kids about once every two or three weeks. We stay in a flat in a managed building with an underground carpark. Parking is very tightly regulated because they used to have problems with people taking over extra spaces for second cars or bike storage etc - now you aren't even allowed to swap spaces with someone else by agreement.
I have a deadline for a magazine article looming. It was a tight deadline because the editor needed to replace another article at short notice, but it should have been easily doable. I never leave things to the last minute but I've had a few arrangements go wrong and both kids have been ill and I now have two days to get it into shape, neither of which I have childcare for, meaning that I need to do it during naps or in the evenings which I don't like doing because my brain stops working at about 7pm and it is a complicated topic.
We don't have much of a routine re: naps, but one thing I can absolutely rely on is both DCs having a long nap in the afternoon if I do something tiring in the morning and manage to keep DS2 awake, or only let him have a catnap. I therefore planned today with military precision. I took them to softplay and wore them out, had lunch before getting in the car, and then managed to keep them both awake until about 5 minutes before getting home, when they both conked out.
This was absolutely perfect timing. If they fall asleep 5 to 10 minutes before getting home then they will wake up, grizzle and moan until we get inside and then fall asleep again straight away. But the timing is crucial - if they sleep for much longer than that, DS1 won't go back to sleep at all, and DS2 will take absolutely ages to go back down and then will only sleep for about half an hour. So I was delighted with myself and was pretty much rubbing my hands with glee as we pulled into the carpark, anticipating about 1 1/2 to 2 hours of uninterupted work.
There was someone in our parking space.
I waited, thinking that someone had just pulled in to pick something up - we are a couple of spaces along from one of the lifts and the other spaces nearby are used for storage. No-one turned up. I pulled into another space and ran up to the front office where the security guy told me that someone was moving out, but he didn't know which flat it was. I asked him to find out and get the car moved asap. About 25 minutes later, a chap saunters down to the carpark and starts taking stuff out of the car - out, you note. Not in.
Me: Er, excuse me. You are in my space.
Him (breezily): Oh yes, sorry, I'm moving out.
Me: Yes. So I heard. But you are doing it in my space.
Him: Well, it's nearer the lift.
Me: It is, isn't it? It's also my space.
Him: Oh. Sorry about that.
Me: Did security not speak to you about it?
Him: Oh yes, he said someone was waiting.
Me: But you're still unloading your car.
Him: But I'm moving out.
Me: Well can you go and do it in your own space?
Him (a bit stroppily): Fine. I'll move then.
Me: Yes. Good plan.
Him (unloading some more things) Just a minute.
Me: NO. NOT JUST A MINUTE. NOW. RIGHT NOW. IMMEDIATELY.
Him: (even more stroppily): Can't you wait?
Me: I have sleeping kids in the car and I need to get them inside asap otherwise they are going to wake up and stop me getting any work done this afternoon.
Him: Well how was I supposed to know that?
Me: You're not. Which is why you don't take someone else's space without asking. You have no idea how much you are going to inconvenience someone.
Him: Well you could have parked in someone else's space.
Me: And what about when they wanted their space?
Him: Well you could come down and move it then.
So he moved the car into his own space.
Which was two spaces along and one row across. This represented approximately 15 feet further to walk. He took my space to avoid walking 15 feet.
So I unloaded the kids, with him chuntering at the security guy about my unreasonableness, and got them upstairs. After 30 minutes of trying DS2 slept for a total of 10 minutes. DS1 slept for about 20 minutes. They are now awake for the duration and I have got nothing done. Except this epic whinge on MN of course.
So bearing in mind this pillock is the reason why the DSs are now awake, would it be unreasonable of me to go and knock on every door in the building until I find him, and then demand that he entertains my children for the rest of the day? Not just 2 hours - the rest of the day. My reasoning is that I am now so irritated that I will need a cup of tea and a bit of MNing before I can possibly be expected to do anything constructive.
I could also then ask him why moving out involves taking stuff out of his car and into the building because last time I checked, the moving out process involves removing stuff from the place you are vacating.
I would have killed him! I feel your pain Cbeebies is your friend for the rest of the day.
And take a deep breath...
Could you not have just parked in his space...
He's lucky you didn't kill him. Or at least harm him.
GRRRRR on your behalf and YANBU.
Ok no, I'm sorry your plans were ruined. Do you have a lovely friend/neighbour/relative near by who could perhaps have the boys for the afternoon and let you work?
Squeaky - I didn't know which his space was, and it had a motorbike parked in it. That's how I know it was his space he moved to, not another random one - he parked half-in the space, got out and unlocked the motorbike and moved it into the next space and parked his car.
And I couldn't just park in someone else's space as I would then have to either leave the kids in the flat 3 floors up and come down to move it, holding someone else up in the process, or drag them all the way down with me and stick them in the car.
I decided against physical violence as there is always the risk you would get a judge without children who just wouldn't understand the strength of feeling involved with nap disruption!
No-one else who can have them. They are being fiendish. I might re-think the physical violence if I can track him down....
Am I missing something? What did it matter which space you were in?! Couldn't you still take your kids upstairs. And if you have such a deadline to file how come you have time to put an email on this thread.
What a cock.
Obviously the OP couldn't just park in his space, because she says her parking is tightly regulated and presumably she doesn't want to get her car clamped!
GRRR. He's a cockwad. And of course he should mind the children for the rest of the day. He should also be bringing you tea, fact checking and gently stroking your hair when it all gets too much.
But he won't so stick CBeebies on and crack on with your deadline <tough love>
Ah god how irritating. I'd have got VERY angry in your situation!
I think I would have blocked him in and carried on with my day
YANBU - doesn't matter why you needed the space...it's yours. He was being a dick.
As LRD says, I couldn't park in another space as the management get fairly hysterical about parking infringements and threaten fines and all sorts of other
unenforceable sanctions which I can't be bothered with.
And the kids are now awake and whinging which has scuppered any chance of doing anything involving concentration, so MN it is! I will have to finish the bloody article tonight or get up early tomorrow.
Wilson - not a chance, unfortunately. DS1 is installed in front of Toy Story3, but DS2 is alternating between clutching my leg and wailing, and turning the TV off which is sending DS1 into a rage!
Midseason - I couldn't block him in without blocking 3 other people in as well - and of course getting in trouble with the management committee again. Otherwise I absolutely would have done - and I would have refused to move until DP got home to look after the kids.
You do good stern kungfu.
You used to be stern on the train, it's good to see that you are continuing.
I wasn't so much stern as slightly high-pitched and shrill.....
Wow, I'm fuming on your behalf! What a prize tosser!
You know what would really help? If a whole horde of MNetters descend on the carpark and sit on his car so that he can't finish moving in or out or whatever it is that he is doing.
And when he challenges you, please say things like "But I'm knitting " with a look of bewilderment.
I can knit,
as long as someone else casts on for me I'm there!
I can knit and cast on, let's have a Knit-In!
Well that's perfect, Freddos! You can refuse to move because you are waiting for someone to come and cast on for you.
I wonder how many knitting MNetters you can fit on a BMW....
YANBU. At all. I'd cheerfully throttle anyone who prevented my DCs from napping.
And that's without work deadlines! Just for the sake of my own sanity
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