I had just finished one meeting. I had another one an hour later. I knew it would be a waste of time to drive back to the East end just to leave and back Downtown. So I said I would support the local economy and go browse some shops on Bardstown Rd.
It was right around 5pm so most of the street parking no longer existed (no parking 4-6 during rush hours). For some reason, I wanted to check out the store Pitaya but it seemed the most difficult feat to find parking close to the store. After driving around the same block several times, I found a meter on Highland Ave at those meters where everyone parks diagonally.
I put my little quarter in the meter and knew I wouldn’t be gone for more than 20 minutes. I heard it travel in the machine (clunk, clunk), but then noticed my meter still read ‘zero’ minutes. WTF! I looked around at the other cars by me. Some of their meters also said that they didn’t have any time. So, I just assumed that all the meters there were broken. The meters were free after six so I just knew they wouldn’t waste their time coming around again to check.
I went in the store, browsed around to waste time and left. As I walked around the corner to my car I noticed the bright neon green envelope on my window. I had hoped there would be this torrential rain all of a sudden or a burst of strong wind would sweep it away, but it was actually beautiful weather.
The little parking suckers tagged me about ten minutes earlier. And I was mad! I looked around at the other cars and realized that I was the only one with a ticket. I saw the car next to me with an expired meter, but that car had nothing. So the crazy thoughts started running through my head – 1. It’s racially motivated. Why is it that only the black car with the black female in a black suit received a ticket? Something doesn’t seem right. 2. There must be a hidden camera around somewhere. I thought it had to be a trick meter and the meter cop was sitting in a restaurant across the street watching for the next dummy to use that broken meter and walk away.
After being pissed at the $15 I was giving my city (for a trip where I end up empty handed), I went on and paid the ticket. I heard the city was putting boots on cars that had more than 2 unpaid parking tickets, and that DEFINITELY is not an article I wish to experience!
M.Y. November 2009