Friday, February 07, 2003
To Park or Not to Park
I couldn't believe my luck. I got to work and found a spot right out front of the office, near the construction area. But was it really a spot? It was at the end of a row near a turn. There were no outer markings to define it as a spot, but there was no do not park cross hatches either. Plus, the space was big enough for three cars. Still unsure, I looked about for several minutes to see if I could find a parking patrol officer. Seeing none, I walked inside and called the Parking Services decision to find out if it was okay. I got a mixed answer - depends on the ticketer.
Deferring to discretion, I chose to move the car. Mind you, I was inside for about three minutes. I walk back outside to find that I had received a ticket. Again I looked around No parking officer in sight.
angrily I drove to the appeals office to fill out a statement and to get the woman who helped me at the office to sign my form to state I was on the phone with her at the time of the ticketing. As it turns out, the ticket was just a Warning ticket, but it still peeves me.
I ended up at the parking garage roof. The robins were swarming over head and flying near enough to touch. I need to bring Parker here.
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