So. You probably know that blogging doesn't pay well. Occasionally, I'll get something free. Yay! And I get about 7 cents a month for clicks on ads. But yesterday it cost me. Wait. No, not really. But I'm going to use a costly lil incident and turn it into an amusing (I hope) anecdote. 
If you've read my blog for any length of time, or know me, you probably know I STINK at parallel parking. some people stink worse (I won't name any one in particular, Michelle Griep, because I've never actually wounded one of my children and a friend while attempting, however, I came close.) 
I went to downtown Omaha on a quick trip to meet & and tiny Bean (the 3 year old) for lunch. Omaha is a big city and has lots of parking meters and parallel parking.
Sigh.
I pulled in. The wrong way, front loading. I know this is improper parallel parking technique. I know that what one must do is line up your tire and crank backwards into this incredibly short slot. When people I'm with are parallel parking in the proper manner I hold my breath and break out in a sweat. It's almost like they are magical, intelligent beings who know the secrets to the universe.
Well, the secret to confidently wheeling a vehicle backwards into a twisty rectangular slot.
When I returned to my vehicle a lovely woman, wearing a vest with official looking identity marks looked up and made eye contact. "Oh, Honey, I'm so sorry. I just ticketed your vehicle."
"Dang it. I knew time was a tickin." I said and snapped my fingers.
"Well, that's not why you got a ticket. Do you know why I ticketed you?"
"Because I parked like an IDIOT?!?" I asked
She hooted. "Ha, I didn't say that... but..." She handed me the ticket. It said "violation - parking more than a foot from the curb."
aka parking like an idiot. Okay to be fair. My entire car was NOT a foot away from the curb, more like the butt of my car was a full three feet away from the curb.
Here's the really sad part. I had a blast bantering with the nice lady as she passed me the ticket. It helped considerably that she thought I was HILARIOUS. And that she thought Bean was adorable. Bean sat in the car seat cracking up watching the two crazy ladies laugh.
Hey. I've blown $16.00 in far worse ways.
3 comments:
I think I just peed my pants reading this.
I imagine you made her day...she was probably expecting to be yelled at or cussed out, instead she met you. If she blogs, I bet she told the story, too. And, for the record, that rear end was WAY out of line. xoxomom
Michelle, my job here is complete. Yes!! Mom. I know. She was generous saying that I was a foot out. No way. It was three feet if it was an inch!
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