Nicely done, Civic owner totally deserved it.
I never park my car wrong way even if I have to walk more than a mile.
I've earned my respect with guards at my university parking because I won't park to block someone (though they keep list of every car and owner's no.), even if the parking is empty, I'd ask them where should I park so that I won't create nuisance for anyone.
And they show me (and my friends circle) the cars of rich daddy's brat psychs or just anyone who'd ignore them when they ask politely to park the proper way so that we may use my friend's mehran, another friend's fj40 or if I decide to come to uni on my khyber, for a lesson (of course an accidental rubbing of our bumpers on the victim's door due to misjudgment while turning in the tight space).
Ah and I remember another one, on circular road near Rangpura chowk Sialkot, I often have to park to visit a friend, about two weeks ago in evening a fruit cart was standing where I usually park, I saw the traffic police officer and I honked at the fruit cart to move a lil (and he had space but he wanted to show arrogancy, because he had the "Ghareeb Card" in case things went south), he didn't move, and a traffic warden was watching the whole situation I stared at the warden and he didn't raise a brow on the fruit wala so I just parked my car half way on road and half 2-3 inches near fruit cart and started going away, suddenly I felt that I left my cell in car so I went back near it and here's the dialogue between me and the warden.
Warden: "Hello, bhai, kithy chaly o?"
Me (scowled): "Jidhar marzi jaoon, koi masla?"
Warden: "Ty gadi aagy ly jao sahi kar k lawo. Ethy lifter nal chuka deni"
Me (Very politely): "Bhai jan, meri bat sunyn, dashboard ma gari k paper parry, registration b karai, saal k saal token tax bhi deta or license b fee dy k proper procedure sa banwaya tha."
Warden staring at me like a fool
I Asked: Aap k samny ma aya, ma ny isy(fruit cart wala) horn bhi diya, aap dekh bhi rahy thy, phir bhi ye aagy ne hua. or aap ny kuch ne kaha. Ye kitna tax deta?
Warden (now in Urdu): baat aap ki theek ha, lekin ye TMA ka kam ha, mera kam traffic ko rawan rakhna ha. agar aap ny 5-7 minute tak wapis aa jana tw aap ho aao.
Me (now in Punjabi): ne minu tu ae das k ae tera pyo e ya sarak edy pyo di ya jera tu enu 3 foot agy ne krwa sakda jadon(jab) jaga v ha? ma ja rya 3 ghanty lye, tu challan kat ya lifter magwa, fyr wekh ma tera ki elaj karna.
with this I went away, he didn't utter a word and went back to his original position, I captured a click of him, my car and fruitwala just in case......
though I came back after a few minutes because I just had to go to hand back some utensils.
3 days ago, I went to the same friend and a single bike blocked the way that I couldn't park my car(there were other bikes too but this one was 90 degree to them) so I went out (and I'm not good with bikes, I don't ride either except to try out someone's once a few months) and tried to push it away and it went out of my hands and fell (along with newspaper and register it held in its handle) I didn't care and parked where I wanted to with that bike still lying down. Funny part, it was the same warden's (personal, not the government one) and he came back right when I got out after parking my car and tried to give me the looks. I said, "tusi traffic waly ho k sidhi (properly) ni khalar(park) sakdy?" and walked away. "With diginity" 
