We were downtown looking at 2 hotels for the wedding. We got to the first one with a few minutes to spare, found a spot on the street and parked. The sign said 2 hour meter parking until 3pm. It seemed like an odd time, but whatever, I figured, when you get a freebie, you take it. False.
Put money in the meter and it wouldn't let me put more than 26 minutes in. Huh. Rob is like, maybe because it won't let you after 3pm because you don't have to? No ... the machines aren't that smart, they'll always take your money. Noooooppppe. The machines are that smart when the reason it's meter parking until 3pm is because it's a tow away zone from 3-6pm.
Okay, it did say in BIG RED LETTERS. But, I just didn't see it. I feel like such an idiot. What kills me even more is that we walked by the car after the first appointment and it was there and we could have moved it closer to the second hotel. Then, to pour salt in the wound, the second hotel was terrible! A waste of time.
It is an unbelievable feeling to be walking down the street and just not see your car where you left it.
What's also annoying is that no where did they have a sign posted to call where you are supposed to get your car! Thank god for my parents. We were able to call them and Mom figured out where we needed to go and Dad came and picked us up and took us to the tow lot.
Let me tell you -- the tow lot is an interesting place to people watch. Wow. The people that work there have a much harder job than the DMV or the post office. Talk about people who are really frustrated ... yep, pretty much all of the "customers" there.
The one bonus I guess of the experience is that I got to ride in a golf cart for like the first time.
The second bonus is that after a $60 ticket and a $105 tow fee, I learned a valuable life lesson. Tow zones are no joke folks.
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