I was relaying my parking experiences to some friends the other day, half laughing, half raging about my expired tag fiasco (that you all now know about). We swapped stories back and forth, commiserating on how terrible parking people are in Savannah.
"You guys don't even know how bad the officer is around my house. I caught her, just the other day, ticketing someone because their bumper was barely over a yellow line. Barely! It's ridiculous," I said foolishly, unknowingly daring the parking gods to strike me down.
And they did.
I come out of my house this other morning. Parking ticket. Improper parking on yellow.
It was less than a bumper on the yellow. Less than a sliver. There's only 4 inches of yellow curb before it disappears, and I had to get a ticket.
$15 dollars, down the tubes.
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