I'm in the parking lot at work having just pulled up. I'm in the car still, putting on my gloves and stuff. A car full of Messicans pulls into the spot on my passenger side. *THUNK* *THUNK* They slammed BOTH of the doors into the side of my car. I got out and said, "What the hell?" The old woman getting out of the front seat looked like she had just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. They younger guy getting out of the back clearly didn't give a damn. I walked around the front of the car and they are just standing there putting their work stuff on while their doors are still hitting my car. I said, "Can you get your f***ing car doors off of my car?" Blank stares. I just walked off. But, as soon as I got up the steps and around the corner, I heard my alarm go off. That can only mean they slammed something into my car again. I went back down there. I yelled at them some more. I got more blank stares in return. I moved my car to the far end of the lot. I wish I had somewhere else to park. I wish there weren't 8 of them and 1 of me. Damn people have no respect for other peoples' stuff. Just because their car was a POS doesn't mean that had to turn mine into one too. I'm going back down to the lot later to inspect the damage and at least get plates and descriptions from their cars, just in case.