Margret parks the car, and you hang the disabled parking permit on the rear-view mirror before getting out to grab your mobility aid from the trunk. Unbeknownst to you, an able-bodied woman watches with a sharp glare. Margret: Are you ready, my beautiful zebra? You nod and prepare to go when the woman approaches. woman: Excuse me, I saw her walking; she doesn't need that parking spot. Margret tries to explain, but the woman ignores her and threatens to call the police.
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