Long time ago I lived in an urban neighborhood where there wasn’t enough parking for all the single family homes that had been carved up into at least 3 apartments each.
A neighbor was a big wheel in Amway. Hated Monday nights when I had a night class and he had Amway meetings....usually had to park two blocks away and then move the car after his meeting broke up.
I also remember a nasty woman neighbor’s home in Coral Gables (FL) back in the 70s, when she had “MK Rally” mtgs, and the adjoining streets were packed with “pink cars”, making resident parking almost impossible, until the arrogant (and drunk) bitches finally left late at night. Some of those a-holes even parked in our driveways and on our lawns! Local CGPD LEOs wouldn’t do anything, as their own wives were among the bunch at the mtgs.
The neighbor woman told us to *screw-off* when we complained about her guests’ bad parking habits.
Under cover of darkness, we many PO’d neighbors stealthily let air out of their tires and shoved potatoes up their tailpipes, disabling the cars and causing them $$$ in service costs, until she moved the mtgs to a local rented firehall, with its own parking lot.
Problem solved. (Our “step #2” was to set fire to all the cars. Fortunately, we didn’t have to get to that step.)