One of the nicer things about being a part of a small community like HIU is that we can all, for the most part, bond over the same things. The food in the cafeteria sometimes sucks, parking can be awful, you constantly have to say hi to people as you walk to your 8 a.m.— the list of Hope-specific-struggles goes on. Many of these things are out of our control. Some of these things, though, can easily be made better for us all.
Despite how small our school is, our parking lot is even smaller. Few things are more frustrating than having to do laps around the lot to no avail. In this case, you can resort to street parking or simply parking illegally in the lot, but there is one thing that makes this all worse:
People. Do not. Know. How. To. Park.
Look, I get it. The parking spaces are small, and it can be a hassle to pull out and back in over and over in an attempt to straighten yourself out. But oh my gosh, an effort is all that is asked of you. The number of times I have entered the parking lot thinking I see a spot right up in the front only to drive over to it and realize it is a single car that has lazily and sloppily pulled into two spaces is simply ridiculous.
I do not understand how someone can have no consideration. Just because you get there early enough to get a juicy spot does not mean you have the right to deny others of theirs. Imagine being late for class. Imagine frantically doing laps around the parking lot, unable to find parking. Imagine, on top of all this, the anger you feel at the sight of a spot that is just barely out of reach because a car’s tires rest directly on its line. I have not even begun to mention the scratches and dents I have on my car from people opening their doors into mine.
Look, we are all in this school together. HIU is a great place, but it can be even greater if we consider the feelings of our fellow Royals.
So please: Park like God is watching.