I was parked at a restaurant, not particularly near the door and was right in the middle of my spot.
I come out and some jerkwad has parked his full size, extended cab pickup truck so close I couldn't open my door, and in fact, I couldn't even squeeze between the vehicles to get to my door. I got really pissed off, really fast.
After swearing and crawling over the console across from the passenger side(something I've not done in 30 years and not easy as I'm 6'1" 220). I backed my vehicle out and noticed when I turned around that I had my open end/box end wrench set on the back seat.
When the passenger side tail light of the jerkwad was right at my window( and about 8 inches away, wrench met tail light. Repeatedly. Several weeks later I noticed that a few pieces managed to end up inside my vehicle, so I've taped a piece to my picture wall at work
I don’t endorse vandalism, but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.
The sad thing is the jerk probably never realized why his light got broken.
An idiot parked me in one time, not being able to comprehend that rows in parking lots are two deep, not three. After about 1/2 hour I was able to get out when one of the other cars left. The fool left his window open, so I applied a generous double handful of dirt and gravel to his seat. It was dry at the time, I wish it had been mud.