the stars aligned and i was able to go out with my coworkers after work. we had beers, snacks and conversation, a good chunk of which revolved around horror stories involving parking and towing in the city.
the girls made a few good arguments for moving downtown and ditching my car, but nothing was more convincing than getting back to my car to be welcomed by my second parking ticket in four days.
sigh. i'm going to miss what i could have done with you, mr. franklin.
You'll have to thank the traffic warden for helping you make up your mind about moving downtown.
ReplyDeleteA box of chocolates and a bottle of Montepulciano will do nicely.
Just park on a double yellow line and stick the presents on the windscreen.
That'll do nicely!
if it were up to me, i'd hurry up and make the move, posthaste. believe me, i'd be the one toasting the montepulciano from the balcony!
ReplyDeleteohhh that's painful!
ReplyDeleteyou are the queen of Title lines you know that right!?!
urgghhh.... i don't like those meter maid... they suck $$ worse than vampire...
ReplyDeletehappy thanksgiving!
Nobody gets parking tickets here. Noooobody. People even park on No Parking spots. Waste of paint on the road.
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