Because parking is chaos. It’s the one area of life where adults turn into angry toddlers. But with a blue badge, you’re the calm one. You float above the madness.
You get to chuckle at the driver doing their seventh lap around the block. Yes, sir, I’m parked on double yellows. And it’s legal. Suck on that, fuel gauge.
So go forth, badge holder. Park boldly. Park wisely. And always, always carry a spare parking timer. You’ll need it for the next adventure in yellow-striped rebellion.
