Letters to the air

Dear Idiot,
who drives an oversized silver crew-cab four-wheel-drive pickup - and a Dodge at that -
The next time you park so carefully, only inches from the curb which is currently topped by a four-feet-high wall of snow, so as to block off the only street access for four apartments, forcing me to clamber up the edge of a snowbank and brush my clothing against the salt-encrusted bulk of your truck in order to reach the street, I won't even attempt going around the truck - I will break your side window, unlock and open the door and go _through_ it.

Especially since parking six feet forward or back would have meant this problem didn't exist.

Yours disgustedly
The resident