Don't you just hate it when you have to park right over the edge of a parking-space because the owner of the big flash car next to you has arrogantly, stupidly, or lazily parked right over the edge of their parking-space, leaving you with no choice but to do the same, and then you come back to the car to find that the flashbastard and all the other cars have departed, leaving only your car looking as if it's been parked by a chimpanzee?

Don't you just love it when you actually have no excuse for parking like a chimp but your own ditziness and laziness, and yet you know that at least some people will blame a non-existent, now-departed flashbastard?

In my defence, it was a nearly-empty car park.