Well, last night after work I stop by Westwood to meet up with my old homie from high school. Now, as I'm sure you know if you live in Westwood...the parking is ridiculous! I swear, I finally find a decent...or what I believe to be decent. The complex my friend lives in has parking spaces, but my friend doesn't have a car, nor a parking space. Parking on the street, I get out of the car, figuring I'm fine and good to go. After hanging out and drinking tea, I look out the window and don't see anyone near my car. Then after 20 minutes, I notice flashing lights near my car. It of course means one thing...a ticket. Accepting the ticket, I continue catching up with my friend.
Now here is where the fun begins. I swear, this is just like a scene from Ferris Bueller. I suddenly hear a truck drive by and it sounds pretty close. So, looking out the window again, I notice a tow truck. Rushing outside I notice the truck is making a U-turn. This can't be good. I find myself rushing to my car and get there right when the driver gets out. Yelling, "I'm leaving! I'm leaving!" I grab the ticket and put the car in drive. Feeling releived, I turn to head home...only to realize that I left my cellphone at my friend's pad. So, not only do I have an $88 ticket, I also have to find a parking space in order to get my phone back. I find a parking space! Finally! The sign says NO PARKING 11AM TO 8PM. Considering that the time is now 1am, I'm good.
The downside is that I have to walk all the way over to my friend's pad. I get a little lost along the way and just start walking up and down streets until I find the right place. Hoping my friend is still awake, I buzz the doorbell and that wakes him up right away, thank god! I grab the phone and then head back to my car.
Heading home, I take care of the ticket right away and send it in the mail. Its about 3am and I can finally sleep.
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