1. 2 years ago 

   Why do I get a silly sense of satisfaction when I come back early during lunch and find one of those cherry parking spots near the building vacated? Does the fact that it’s available because one of those people that gets to work at 7:00 a.m. left it open make my enjoyment some sort of sadism?

2. Notes

Because the world needs another faceless mouthpiece spewing unfiltered thoughts from a myopic perspective.

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