My First Parking Ticket, Part I
My First Parking Ticket, Part II: Resurrection
My First Parking Ticket, Part III: Vengeance
My First Parking Ticket, Part IV: Mind Games
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My ongoing battle for vehicular liberation has hit a setback. The last update I gave you on the struggle showed Towson Parking Enforcement sneaking into the “the spot” while I was out and squatting on it (as shown here). If I was smart, I would have bailed and cut my losses. Quit while you’re ahead, that’s the smart thing. Well, I’m an idiot and as soon as they left I reclaimed what I thought was rightfully mine. Obviously a bad move.
 

The next day, I walked out to my car to once again find Parking Enforcement camped out right next to me. The same woman that I had seen before was sitting on a ledge to the side of my car, making notes about something on a clipboard. I didn’t aknowledge her, of course. As I got closer to my car I could see that the meter was flashing a red “Expired”. I also spotted a little piece of paper under my windshield wiper. Suppressing the urge to throw a cinderblock through the woman’s windshield, I calmly collected the ticket and drove off. Another $18 fine that could have been avoided if Towson didn’t suck so badly.
 

That makes twice now that I’ve been boned, figuratively. Surprisingly, though, I’m not that mad. I had a good run at that meter, and for as much trouble as I have gone through, I bet the last few weeks have been even more stressful for Towson Parking Enforcement. When you do the math, I’m getting a pretty good deal. Two $18 tickets in a little over a month is better than paying for a parking permit anywhere. Maybe now we can put this whole saga to rest. Of course, I’ll still be checking back to see if the meter breaks again…