Looks like it’s back to office happenings.
I got my second parking ticket 2 days ago. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw that offending piece of white flapping under my wiper. I mean, come on, 2 in 3 weeks? A colleague of mine was saying yesterday morning that she’d never gotten a ticket before. Then she got one yesterday afternoon.
Yep, the police came 2 days in a row. Wait, I meant to say, 3 days in a row. They came again this morning.
It would have been funny if it didn’t involve paying money. One of us received a phone call, jumped up, screamed, “Saman, saman (summons, summons)”, grabbed her car keys and ran out the door. Yesterday, it was the nice security guard who came into the office and shouted “Saman”. My colleague jumped up so hard something on her desk fell over with a thump.
I didn’t run out yesterday because my car was parked too far away for: a) them to write me a summons; b) me to run fast enough to salvage it should they have wandered that way. Today, I did.
The good news is, most of us managed to drive off before the police got to our cars. The bad news is, as soon as they saw us driving away, they left. I suppose we took the fun out of their game. The good news is, this adrenaline rush I’ve been getting is keeping me awake and life exciting. The bad news is, they will probably be back, if just for the kick of watching all these people running out and frantically moving their cars.
I think I’m getting:
a) exercise
b) improved driving skills from having to park and re-park and re-park
c) a suntan
