June 21, 2005
Parking Violations
So a month, or so, ago, I had a flat tire. No biggie. Except that it was a work day and I had an emergency delivery to make downtown. Due to my work I have commercial plates and a commercial parking permit. Long story short, I drove my husband's car and ended up getting a parking ticket for parking in a commercial zone. I decided to contest the ticket and my appointment with the Magistrate was yesterday.
I came equipped with a copy of my car registration, a picture of the flat tire, and several check stubs to prove I work for a wine distributor. He looked over my evidence and took the time to give me a lecture.
"Get yourself a handtruck, you want to be legal with the city." Hello? I *am* legal with the city. I have all the right paperwork, I just had an unfortunate set of circumstances.
He must think that I routinely park illegally in commercial loading zones. Maybe he means that I have flat tires 4 out of 5 days of my week? I have no idea. Anyway, he was pushy and a bit grim. I guess his premise is that I really had no right to park in those yellow zones and subsequently I should have parked 5-10 blocks away with 200 pounds of wine. Anyway, why would I want to be legal with the city?
My response?
"Thank you, sir. Thanks for lowering my ticket. Yes, I am an asshole. Slit me open on the spot."
Yeah, that's how is went.
I paid $15 which is a helluva lot better than the original $44. But still...I hate being lectured by someone who refuses to understand.
Posted by kerewin at June 21, 2005 10:11 PM