A few minutes ago, I started to write a post about what bullshit it was that my car had just been towed away.

See, I’m duly authorized to park in my parking spot. For one, I live in the apartment building that I share with my office. Second, I work at my office. Thus, of all the cars to tow, mine should be the last one you would expect, right?

OK, so about 10 minutes ago, I walk to the window to smoke, and notice to my horror that my car is being towed away. I’ve seen it happen before, and know it’s pointless to scream obscenities at the truck driver.

So I resign myself to going tomorrow, and explaining how the two stickers on my windshield mean that one should NEVER EVER tow away my car.

I begin to write down this bullshit story for your benefit….

And as I’m writing, they come and tow my car right back into it’s spot. Only instead of being front wheels into the spot, they leave it front wheels pointing out.

I assume they did this because they realized what a fucking mistake they had just made, but shouldn’t they have perhaps looked for a parking pass first? It’s a little ridiculous don’t you think? I’m glad it’s back and all, but isn’t that what I stick the two parking passes in my windshield for in the first place? To prevent it from being towed?

Anyway - DMTri, your car could be towed away any day now.

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