My boyfriend is a paraplegic and a few weeks ago we went to a restaurant with only one parking space for someone with a disability. Someone had taken it already. We figured, no big deal, but ended up having to park quite a ways away so he could get enough room on his side of the car for his chair. Luckily my boyfriend is always prepared, and had his gloves, but we still had to walk quite a ways through some fresh snow, which isn't very fun for someone in a wheelchair. Low and behold, when we got inside and seated we saw the obeast waddling to its car, parked in the single handicap spot.  Luckily my bf and I are capable of walking a normal distance to a restaurant...the hamplanet probably would have collapsed in the lot if we had gotten there to take the spot first.