I Loathe Yuppies

Remember this story? And this one?

Today I had to park on the south side of the street because the north side is blocked off for the Pride Parade. I find the last place left, which is in front of a neighbor's house across the street. I get out of the car with heavy bags, close the door, and am halfway across the street when he yells out, "Hey, you can't park in front of my house. I need to edge my lawn in a minute." I said, "Um,, there's nowhere else to park." he points to the other side of the street. I say, "well, that's actually off limits due to the parade." He says, "Well, this is my guest parking." JESUS there goes that guest parking shit again. I have to explain to him like I did to the dullard next door that the part in front of his house is not his personal property.

What in the hell is wrong with these people?