So I get home today and he's parked in the spot. I park in the spot next to that one (that's not mine) and bring my first load of groceries up. I ask him "What are you doing in my spot?"
"Yeah my spot..."
"You had it the last two weekends in a row, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, come on!"
"Oh... do you want me to go move my car?"
He totally knew he had it the last two weekends in a row, that's why he didn't argue with me. What the hell... Come on, I'm sick of this shit. He's just not very considerate at all. I'm getting very fed up.