This Is Not A Cry For Help

People keep parking in my designated spot.  I tried leaving notes or putting stuff in the way, but someone always moves it.  So, I decided to place something they wouldn't dare move.

So far, it’s worked.  Maybe because people are afraid I’m psychopaths, but at least I have my parking stall.

I've realized my little “fake-crime-scene” kit could have all sorts of sorts of uses:

• A good excuse why you’re mother-in-law can’t come to visit
• A perfect way to hold your spot in line (no one cuts in front of a crime scene)
• A great conversation-starting piece for people who’ll never let you babysit their kids