If The Village Calls…
I found their missing idiot. I made my usually stop for my morning coffee. Parked the car and walked in. Some guy, much younger and in better shape than me, wheels into the handicapped spot, jumps out and leaves the car idling. I gave him my best “disbelief” look and he said “you gotta problem?”, to which I felt compelled to retort, “No, and I don’t believe you do either.” Subtley is lost on morons.