u/AllFrostingNoCupcake

I'm a Worcester resident who lives in an apartment complex that has a private parking lot. I have reached out to the property management and their ever changing managers several times without response or resolution.

Vehicles keep parking in the access aisle (the hashed area next to accessible parking and at sidewalk ramps) which is not only illegal, it's inconsiderate to the individuals to require those areas be free of obstruction for accessibility. The repeat offenders are the two maintenance vehicles and contractors who come into property. Others are food deliveries, residents "running in real quick," or people moving in/out.

I made a few attempts to be civil and speak directly to drivers...just a "oh hey, that's actually not a parking spot but there are a bunch of them available" with a smile and wave. I've sent emails and photos to management. I've filled out the MA Disability Parking Abuse forms.

There are a number of disabled residents in my building, myself included. I've personally witnessed that this has created loading issues for a resident in a wheelchair. I've had difficulty loading/unloading my service dog into my vehicle, and my partner, who has CP, nearly fell trying to navigate over the curb since he couldn't get to the sidewalk access ramp.

I don't want to be That Person but I'm at my wit's end. Does Worcester PD actually care about this? What if the vehicle is moved by the time they respond? Will the property management company get fined for lack of response?

Any help would be greatly appreciated.

I'm a 43 bi woman... probably more pan if I'm honest, but I'm comfortable with the way I identify and just love where I love.

Why is there so much content out there that makes it sound like women hate being bisexual? Not just social media fodder but actual "cheeky" pride products and real conversations are reinforcing this idea, and it's bewildering:

*Yes, I'm bisexual. I love women and being upset about my attraction to men.*

Like it's a crime to look at a man, talk to a man, or horror of horrors, fall in love with a man.

And on the tails of that self-identification comes the people (in my experience, women) who use it to justify their small-mindedness:

"Wait, you're bi? And you willingly **chose** to be with a man instead of a woman? WHY?!?"

All while clutching their pearls and looking more horrified than Sister Prudence did when my friends played Bloody Mary in the church bathroom one Sunday.

I'm so proud of who I am. I have a huge heart and have had extremely fulfilling relationships with people of all genders and sexes. When I find myself single, I meet people based on who I vibe with, not the fact that I haven't been with _______ in a while and have an itch to scratch.

Reluctant? Hell no. I embrace the opportunities I get to meet people. So if I "chose" (🤮) a man, it's because he is a good human being. End of story.