12 February 2011
Excited to be living in a big city for the first time, you can imagine my horror as I exited the taxi cab and was forced to haul my suitcases over a stained, discarded mattress.
See, in Chicago, folks like to think they “own” parking spots if they dig their car out of the snow. This "ownership" is communicated by blocking the spot with lawn chairs, old tires, saw horses, broken furniture, etc. They call this ritual "dibs."
I am fortunate enough to not own/need a car, so I can only sit back and chuckle at this seasonal ritual and the, ahem, *neighborly* behavior it brings out of people, including this letter below, posted on a street sign next to someone who decided to claim dibs on the wrong block.
I have no idea who posted it but it made me laugh so much this morning that I was nearly late for work.
Take comfort folks, Spring is nearly here!