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Imagine owning a condo complex and renting out all of the units except one which you live in yourself. What would you do if one of the tenants tried to claim one of the parking spots as his own even though the entire parking lot is first-come, first-served?

That’s what happens in this story, so the landlord goes to talk to the tenant. The situation escalates pretty quickly, and the police get involved.

Let’s read all about it.

Yell at us for parking in a “Reserved” space? Get arrested and evicted

Last winter, around January, me, my family, and close friends were staying at our condo in Vermont for New Years to celebrate, ski, etc..

My dad owns the 8 unit complex our condo is in, and all but one had people up for the holidays.

There’s a decent amount of area for parking, but when there’s a lot of people all there at once, it can get tight.

Parking is first come first serve.

So one night after returning from the mountain, we parked in the spot closest to the stairs to unload everything easier.

Our parking lot isn’t one with actual spots or anything because its just gravel and dirt, so it’s really just eyed out and first come, first serve.

A few hours later, my brother went to the car to get something from the car where there was a cardboard sign left on the car. The sign read “RESERVED parking for Unit 8. Hadicapped!!” on both sides. And yes they forget the “N” in handicapped on both sides as well.

Like I said, there’s no specific spots for anyone.

The situation escalated when one of the people in Unit 8 confront OP.

Unit 8 was one of the smaller units on the ground level, about half the size of the rest.

The couple that RENTED there was “sketchy” to say the least. They had to be in their mid-twenties, but we never saw them much, and didn’t know too much about them. Lets just call them Rick and Tara.

Another 20 minutes later and I go down to the car to get some forgotten gloves. As I unlock the car, the lights alert them someone’s at the car, and through the window Rick starts yelling at me telling me I have to move the car by the morning or they’d have it towed.

At this point, I can also realize that Rick is off of something, so I subsequently ignore him, grab my things, and head back up.

Time for Dad to step in.

I get into the condo and explain to my dad the experience I just had with Rick.

At this point he’d had enough and decided he was gonna go down there himself to handle things himself. So he goes down there to talk to him.

My dad was really the only person that had met them before, but it was briefly during the leasing of their unit.

He knocks on the door and it’s about 30 seconds until Rick angrily answers the door. He crankily asks “What do you want?” and my dad politely explains that no spots are reserved and that it is first come, first serve.

Rick didn’t realize who he was talking to.

Rick instantly starts freaking out, saying that it’s a handicapped spot and that they’re gonna call the landlord.

They had little experience with my dad when they leased the place about a year before, and in that time he was diagnosed with cancer and lost a lot of weight. With that, his appearance changed drastically. Rick didn’t realize he was speaking to the landlord and kept his rant going.

As my dad was going to lay it out for him, he noticed on a table in the living area that there was a pipe of sorts. Paired with the behavior and appearance of Rick at the time, my dad concluded it was a pipe of sorts for drugs.

He back peddaled out of the conversation and returned back up to our condo.

It didn’t end well for Rick.

When he got back in, he called the cops explaining the situation and what he saw.

Thirty minutes later, cops pull up and start talking to Rick. Going off what my dad told them about the pipe, one of the cops noticed it, but this time out in the open with a bag next to it. At that point it was revealed that they were smoking Crack and they were both arrested.

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Along with that, my dad also evicted them from the property for violating terms (obviously).

We ended up renovating the whole place afterwards because who knows how long they’d been smoking that inside.  The upside is that the cardboard sign still hangs in the living room and gives us a laugh each time we pass.

Rick really messed up in multiple ways. I’m glad the police handled it.

Let’s see how Reddit responded to this situation.

One person suggests an alternate ending.

Here’s what it would take for a parking spot to officially be a handicapped spot.

This would’ve been funny!

Rick could’ve handled it differently and gotten what he wanted.

When parking is first come first served, you can’t claim a spot as your own.

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Jayne Elliott | Contributing Writer, Life & Drama

Jayne Elliott is a contributing writer and editor for TwistedSifter specializing in human interest stories, internet culture, and family dynamics. With over 12 years of editorial experience in digital publishing, Jayne excels at analyzing complex online communities and transforming viral social debates into thoughtful, highly engaging narratives.

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