Asshat + Prius = Fail
I’ve long suspected that Prius drivers are the sort of wankers that make me recoil at the thought of having to go to an Apple Store, the kind of people who Apple Store “Geniuses” aspire to eventually become. Some fluffy bullshit job title in media or think tanking or something, polo neck shirts, centre-left I-know-what’s-good-for-you-AND-the-world tossers.
So I ran into one of these asshats today next to the Notting Hill post office, complete with polo shirt and snooty looking wife/life-partner/etc in tow. This future Lewis Hamilton decided that I really need to move my car and approached to tell me as much. He said he’d have problems getting his ecologically sound cock extension out of its slot if I didn’t move my car back 5 feet.
Initially I though “Sure, why not, maybe I parked too close to him.” But then I looked at the situation and my feelings turned towards WTF:
(I’m the BMW on the left, EcoBoy is the Prius on the right)
EcoBoy on the left, some random dude on the right.
Looking at that, you can see that the moron has like almost a metre of space on both sides of his car to get his motorised snowflake safely out of there. I naturally ignored his rather bossy request to re-park my own vehicle and went about my business. Finally, when I came back, I noticed this:
The legion of semi-literate illegal immigrant half wits known as RBKC Parking Enforcement had done something good for once: Ticketed EcoBoy. For parking. I LOL’d.




