Parking Ticket!

Santa Cruz, I am still upset about this. I parked carefully and respectfully between your white lines, my rear bumper hanging maybe a foot over on the side toward the driveway behind me so as to not encroach on the parking spot in front of me. Whoever needed that driveway had all the room in the world, not blocked one bit. But sure, give me a ticket anyway. Sheesh.

But then again, I’m shocked I haven’t gotten more tickets along the way so I guess it all balances out. I had it coming sooner or later. I reckon I’ve still come out ahead even after this ridiculous ticket. You should have seen that spot I poached in San Francisco. I’m surprised my van didn’t get towed…