I gave into my baser instincts the other day and went to a certain large Swedish household furnishings store that sells lots of crap you get to assemble yourself. It was a necessary evil, as I had some books that were rather irate at me for being left in boxes for so long and I promised them a swanky new shelf with a view.
After resisting the urge to buy a box of one million tea light candles at the check out I was intrigued by some of the reserved parking spots I noticed throughout the lot outside. With "hybrid vehicle" and "family" parking spots you are rewarded for either buying an expensive and fuel efficient car, or for deciding to breed and then having to forcibly drag your children through this monolithic structure.
I was inspired so I decided to document the other unique reserved parking spots that I noticed;
Of course I survived the experience, new shelves in tow and in complete denial about the hours of assembly that lay ahead. In many ways it is a strange experience for me when I go there, as the slick, orderly and highly rationalized shopping environment makes me feel like I am in some 1950's futurist fantasy sequence.
Needless to say I was happy to return to my home, where disorderly mountain streams and majestic pines surround me, and where my books breathed a sigh of relief at the promise of their impending liberation.