The selfishness and rudeness of some people

has left me in despair again.

I was out at a meeting yesterday. It was held at the home of a person with a disability that does not allow him to leave his home without a great deal of help and preparation. That meant two other people had to get "access cabs" (vehicles which can carry wheelchairs) to get there. I arrived via tricycle and train and four more people came in cars. Two of them have serious mobility issues and can only "walk" a very short distance. 

The street is narrow and some dwellings have multiple cars, often parked in the street. The people living there know about access issues and are usually pretty good about it.

The neighbours were informed about the meeting. One of them, a lovely woman, allows the man with the serious mobility issue to park in her driveway because he then has a shorter distance to walk. 

When I arrived yesterday the neighbour was out there arguing with a workman of some sort. He had parked right across her driveway and was refusing to move.

"It's not f.... convenient. If you don't f... drive then you don't need it. Any other b.... can walk a few metres extra. I need to get my gear in over there and there are already too many f.... cars parked in this street." 

I heard all this and definitely did not want to get involved. He looked a lot bigger and stronger than I am. I hate confrontations with angry people. 

The neighbour was looking upset too. I could see a car coming down the street. It would probably be B... who would need to use the neighbour's offer of a parking space. Now what was going to happen?

Then I saw another car arrive. It parked further down the street. The two people who were coming to the meeting are both quite profoundly deaf. They use sign language but they are also both excellent at lip reading. I saw their questioning looks so I signed, "B... car... " It was all they needed to understand what had happened. We all looked at each other wondering what to do. 

The workman was getting things out of his van. He went across the road and banged on the door of the house he was to work in. The woman over there said something to him and then he turned around looking even more belligerent than before. He flung everything in to the van again and left in a squeal of tires.

B.... parked. We all went in to the meeting. 

As I was leaving I saw the neighbour and the woman from across the way. 

"Hello Cat," the neighbour said, "Is B... on his way out?" 

"Yes, I am sorry about the earlier trouble."

The woman across the road looked at me and then said, "I rang his boss and told him what was going on. He was quite nice about it but I've found someone else to fix the washing machine."

I would too. There was a place to park slightly further down the street and on the other side of the road.  

Why do people behave like that?