Funny the shopping cart discussion should pop up! I just gave a lesson in handicapped accessible parking to a young guy and his lady at
Walmart yesterday. I have had a handicapped placard for my car for about 10 years now. Then of course when Kendra was born, the kids had to get one for their vehicles as well to accommodate her wheelchair.
Anyway, this young couple came whipping into the crosshatched area just to the right of the handicapped space on their bike like I wasn't even standing there loading my car. I must have jumped 10 feet straight up into the air. He parked it, they got off, and as he took off his helmet he shot me a cocky "Scared you, didn't I, Old Lady?" look. Oh, oh, dude - you just pi33ed off Blooie. So I just smiled at him and this is how the conversation went from there:
Me: So, like that bike do ya?
Him: Yeah, I do.
Me: Well, say good bye to it. Gonna have it ticketed and towed.
Him: Try it. No reason to so they can't do it.
Me: That crosshatched area you are parked in is for wheelchair ramps. The side door comes down, forms a ramp, and a disabled person can wheel themselves safely from the van into that area without hitting another car. It also allows space for them to remotely put that ramp down and approach it straight in, without having to maneuver themselves into a tight spot and try to turn to get a run at it. So it's actually designed as part of the handicapped parking spaces.
There was a long pause as he looked at the crosshatching in relation to the space, then looked at the other handicapped spaces and saw they all had the same thing on both sides of them.
Him: Lady, are you asking me to move my bike?
Me: Nope, I'm telling you to move your bike and what I plan to do if you don't. I'm old, I got nothing but time to wait for the cops to get here. I keep hearing that we car drivers have to be observant and courteous to motorcycles - seems to me that should go two ways.
They got back on and he moved his bike. A minute later, as we put the last of our stuff in the car, some old dude came along, shoved his shopping cart into the crosshatched area, and left. Tam and I just looked at each other. <sigh> By then the young couple had parked and were walking past our car to the store. He looked at me, gave me a wink, and took that shopping cart in with him. There is always hope!
