Giving the 1% a Bad Name. Or a Cliche Too Far

Just back from Asda. There's two sets of 4 disabled spaces by the door, with an access road up the middle. I parked a little further away, but when I roll up, sitting in the middle of the access road, blocking all 8 cars in, is a large car.

Sitting in the driver's seat is a young woman, when I stop by her door she winds down the window and says "Yes?" She's holding a mobile in one hand, a chihuahua in the other.

"You're blocking everybody!" says I (and the way she was parked it would have been impossible to get a wheelchair+trolley to at least half the cars, never mind blocking them in).

She looks at me like something she's accidentally trodden in and winds the window back up. Then looks puzzled when I don't move off. Eventually she decides to reverse out, still with mobile in one hand, chihuahua in the other.

When I start to turn away she stops. So I turn back around to watch her until she does actual drive off. Still with chihuahua in her arms.

And the car? It was a Bentley. Talk about giving the 1% a bad name.

I almost burst out laughing when I saw the chihuahua.If it had been the set-up for a comedy sketch you'd have said it was a cliche too far, but there it was.