Park me in, lets see what happens

This all happened when I was in college, driving a beast 73 chevy Caprice (big boat) Most people were driving big boats then – arriving at a party.

Since I couldn’t park in the apartment underground lot, I found street parking next to the garage entry way for the apartment. There was enough room for 2 cars, me and the guy behind me (we each had a driveway for getting out)

When I come out of the party about 4 hours later, they guy is still behind me, BUT a small car parked in front, with their bumper tight to me. Now I’ve got no room in back — OR in front to get out.

No Problem – I shifted to low, inched forward – and slowly pushed the car in front of me into the parking garage entry way. Now the Petty Revenge….I went back to the party to use the phone, to call their Super and let them know that the garage entry was blocked by this little car (lic plate …##) and people couldn’t get out. The super sounded pissed late on a Saturday night – I’m sure a tow was called.