The Secret Hatred

I work in the same building as EZ Pass or as I like to call them EZ Pass trash. Whatever you picture on the other side of the phone when you call them for help is exactly what you think they look like. Well, I get the priveledge to ride the elevator with them everyday. But I also get to park in the same parking lot with them. There is this one guy who I just know works for EZ Pass, he is about mid 30's and balding, very dopey looking, over weight, ya just know he drools when he talks and... Do I even need to keep going on... Anyway he drives a big old Lincoln Continental and blasts freestyle music out of it as he is doing 90 miles an hour to get one of the premium parking spots in the lot. I mean he will run you down, and crash into you to get this one particular parking spot. And when he gets it , he sits in his car eating some sort of breakfast food. Well, I have been getting to work early because of no school traffic so of course I have been parking in this spot, I mean its NOT his, and as he drives in and passes by and sees my car there I sware he wants to kill me. He literally looks at me through the corner of his eye. The other morning we literally had a race to the spot. I saw him behind me as we came to the security guard and we both made a mad dash through the parking lot. I mean I very well could have ran over some people because he just got me so aggravated, anyway I got the spot, but I am not sure for how much longer I can keep this up.