There are a few things that really make my blood boil; two-faced politicians, mean spirited people who commit violent acts just for kicks, and people who park in handicapped parking spots who are in no way handicapped. But for today, I'm just gonna talk about the later.


The other day I was at the gym working out on the elliptical machine when I noticed a car with a handicap placard hanging from the rear view mirror pull up into one of the two handicapped parking spots right out front. I didn't think too much about it until two perfectly healthy looking, young women exited the car and entered the gym. They then proceeded to get on treadmills and RUN! Neither of these girls showed any sign of a limp or other problem. The more I watched them, the madder I got!


And then the wheels started turning. Should I go up and confront them right there in the gym and risk starting a fight? Maybe I should just go call the police. I really hate confrontation. But maybe there was a perfectly good explanation for what appeared to me as totally unresponsible, callous behavior. And if I confronted them and was given evidence that they had every right to use that placard, I would look like a fool. Maybe I should just right a "shame on you" note and put it on their windshield. Did I mention that I hate confrontation?


When I got out to my truck I wrote the note, and was determined to put it on the windshield. But in the end, I just left the parking lot and later fussed about the situation on my Facebook page.


I just wish more people would act responsibly. But doesn't that start with me? Shouldn't I confront immoral behavior when I see it instead of turning a blind eye? Shouldn't I stand up for my convictions, no matter what the cost? I don't know who I'm more upset with; those girls for their thoughtlessness, or me for my cowardness.