I got into a fight with a guy giving me a parking ticket. I'll skip most of the argument, and get right into what made me laugh really hard.
Me: I’m allowed to park here! I just asked another one of you guys the other day, and they said that I shouldn’t be getting tickets!
Him: Honey, there’s only ONE of ME!
Me: You’re the only person giving out tickets?
Him: NO, but there’s only one person who gives ‘em like I do!
Me: You’re not a city ambassador?
Him: NO! I’m on a bike! You see, I roam where I please. I go all over- downtown, construction zones, everywhere. I might not be back here for weeks. It’s cuz, I’m different…I’m more like an outlaw. No…not an outlaw. I’m more like a… a…
Me: A maverick?
Him: YES! A MAVERICK! I’m a maverick. I ride around. I do things different. I’m a maverick! Maybe you have been parking here, but I just haven’t caught you yet.
Me: Alright….
Turns out he took my ticket away. I hope he never reads this… I know I put the maverick words in his mouth, and obviously, it didn’t even make any sense. I just thought it was great how at first he called himself an outlaw, then he went on with the maverick thing. I think he really liked being called a maverick. Maybe that’s why he took my ticket away. I don’t know, but I’m willing to bet he’ll start using that whenever he explains how “different” he is to other angry parkees. This guy was a real piece of work! He takes his job really seriously and gives tickets to undeserving citizens…like me.
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