I didn’t think I’d be back here with National Blog Writing Month, but I am.  Not by choice.  But by requirement to vent.  Without the ventilation, I’d be bum rushing every parking attendant I see in my area. And believe me when I got my mail late this evening, I’d blew a gasket.

Much like I’m going to now. Let me ‘splain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up.

About a month ago on the 25th of September I was leaving my house at about 12:30pm intent on going to my second shift job. I recently moved into the DU area in June. Because there are five people living in the house, there is limited parking in the garage. Which means I’m the odd man out. Therefore, we were issued “guest” permits since there are only so many resident permits allowed.

I have one of those guest permits. I have hung it faithfully since I received it. I even had it renewed last week because I knew I’d get the ticketing ticketers on my tail if I didn’t.

Anyway, on the 25 of September I found my car had been ticketed. I was upset. Then the meter person (maid is probably offensive) honked at me and apologized, said he hadn’t seen my pass and if I could give him the ticket he’d take care of it. I said, “Oh, cool. Thank you very much” and was as pleasant as Pooh Bear on a honey buzz. I smiled, thanked him again and was on my way to work with nary a thought to the ticket.

Until today.

I now must pay this ticket or face being booted, impounded or drop kicked into the Bronco’s end zone. I’d love for the last one since it might improve our current sucky season o’ donkeys.

The ticket is now up to 50.00 because I didn’t respond to the original one. What original one? The one the parking meter guy said he’d take care of? The one that I shouldn’t have had in the first place because I had my guest badge in my front mirror displayed like it should be? I had moved my car in the last 72 hours and had done everything according to what was required. And yet, here I am staring down a 50.00 ticket.

Should I want to dispute this ticket, it’s going to take more work for me. I’ll have to call the department and probably be told that I have to come in to dispute this and somehow prove that yes indeed the dude said this and that I shouldn’t have even gotten this ticket. I’ll probably have to go downtown and pay for more parking at a meter so I don’t get towed, go in and state my case and hope that somebody there realizes that the guy that did this ticket messed up and I shouldn’t have to pay.

But it’s the issue of me having to go in and take care of this when this wasn’t even my fault! I mean, if I had been hit with the ticket cause my window dangler-thinger wasn’t there, I would accept this. I would gladly suck it up and find a way to pay with monies I don’t even have. If this ticket had a purpose. But it doesn’t. At all.

It’s not my fault that this guy screwed it up. It’s not my fault he didn’t take care of it. And I shouldn’t have to pay for his mistake by using up gas, paying for parking and having to plead my case.

I hope that I can call tomorrow and say, “Look, I have no cash until Friday. And I don’t have any off days for awhile. Can we deal with this now and not drag this out?”. And I know what the answer will be.

“Can you come down and chat with us?”

Head, meet desk.  Repeat.  Repeat.  Repeat.  Repea…

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National Blog Writing Month (nablowrimo) is underway! 22 bloggers from around the world are united in blogging once a day! You should read them and check ‘em out every day!  See more details at the site here or look at the list below!

NaBloWriMo Bloggers

• groovygrrl
• I’m Not Hannah
• The Kittalog
• Indian Food Rocks!
• Cooking and Me
• The Way I Always Was
• Jugalbandi
• Culinary Colorado
• Digging In
• Thistle Dew Farm
• Mimi On The Move
• Enjoy Indian Food
• Siri’s Corner
• Conch-to-be
• Nags of a Similar Ilk
• Damn Yankee, Vermont
• Aaron Delay
• Fun Climbs Around the World
• Seriously Wonderful
• Straight From Hel
• Use Real Butter
• Here it is!!!