When your cheerful blue placard arrives in the mail, hang it facing forward—not upside down, not scrunched in a corner like a parking ticket. The police will notice, and they have nothing better to do than write you a citation for “improper display.” I say this with love.
Congratulations, you are now officially disabled in the eyes of the law. Use your new powers wisely: park close, smile at the haters, and remember—every time you snag that last accessible spot near the entrance, you’ve won against the universe. Or at least against the traffic. Now go enjoy your free pass to the front row of life—just don’t forget to renew it in three years.
