Extremely immature, and not surprising coming from this primtive.
My Mom is handicapped and often I drop her off at places to shop or to go to the doctor or do whatever it is she needs to do, and then I drive on and run some errands. When I come back, I park in a handicapped space because I'm going to get her. Of course, the iverglas primitive is too stupid to realize that something like that could be taking place.
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I have one of those hang from the mirror thingies. I have to update it every 6 months.
Now as I look back in time when I had a private patient that had a license plate, she would send me off on errends at the drug or grocery store and have me take her car.
Her line of thinking was that the plate was registered to the car so anyone who drove it could with or without her being in the car could use the Handicap parking space.
Then I worked with a lady that had some kind of Lupus. She had the plate but for some reason parked at the back of the lot at work. She worked with me for 8 years standing on her feet for 10 hours a day on cement floors.---Gutsy old lady-
So when 20 years ago I first met my Hubby he when I was healthy as a race horse would all ways drop me off at the door of the mall, grocery store any business I needed to go to. He would park the car and follow me in. A small courtesy such as opening doors or pulling back a chair for me to sit in at a restaurant or bar.
Today this has become a necessity for me, not a courtesy.