I share in your frustration. I often transport a friend who is suffering from aggressive multiple sclerosis. At our local supermarket, the disabled parking spaces are right next to the cash points. You can�t imagine the number of people who pull up, park there, get cash, then run into the store (it�s always going to be quick!).
It is virtually impossible for me to get my friend out of the van anywhere other than there. So when I see cars that have taken the space, I park the van directly behind them, get out, check to ensure there is no disabled badge (and if there is I make a close check to ensure it�s not a photo-copy), I write down the registration number and make of the vehicle and then we wait. My friend is accustomed to waiting long periods of time thanks to the inconsiderate behaviour of those people who feel their time and authority is more valuable than anyone else�s.
When the culprit arrives I begin to open the back of the van and lower the wheelchair ramp. In all honesty, it can take me a good five-ten minutes to get her wheelchair unhooked from the safety clasps, the wheel ramp down, and her chair navigated back safely. Without fail�Without fail, these people have the cheek to tell us that they need to back out.
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