I unlocked my super old xanga!! Going through all these super old posts from college and post-college is quite interesting. I’m going to repost old stuff from there over here. Haha.

Friday, October 21, 2005
You own the curb…

The other day when I arrived at work I had to park around the corner along the curb because there was no parking left across the street. The same day when I was leaving work and walking to my car, a little light blue paper placed snugly under my windshield wipers caught my eye. The first thought to my mind? A ticket? No, I can’t get a ticket, its not Monday or Tuesday (since you can’t park there on one of those days). I grab the paper and read it as I get into my car. It said, “There is room for two cars in this parking lot (I’m assuming they meant the curb) PLEASE use only one.” I never walked around behind my car to see how much room was left, but I did notice that I only had about 2 feet in front of me. Perhaps I could have pulled my car up a little. I still think a car could have fit behind me. But it doesn’t matter. If I took up two spots then “my bad”. I didn’t mean to. I wasn’t really thinking about if another car could fit. But I did pull up as far up to the driveway as I could see from my car. So, my mistake. Sorry. The thing that amuses me is what gives them or anyone at all the right to put a note on my car? No, I’m not mad at all or upset in the least bit. I just find it amusing. I didn’t realize that they owned the curb. Perhaps it was just a slight polite gesture at reminding me for future occasions to make sure I leave room for another car. If that was the case, then it did work, because this morning when I had to park along the curb, I looked to see if another car would fit. Or perhaps they were just upset that they could not park directly in front of their residence. Who knows? But they own the curb. Do you?