So last week, my car got towed from a spot that, yes, I was not supposed to be parked in, although it was within 5 feet of a spot that I could have parked in. I bummed a ride to the towing yard, paid the fees, and angrily got my car back. But it was over.
Or so I thought.
Fast-forward to tonight (Saturday), 7:50PM. I arrived at work and sat down at my computer. One of my co-workers suggested we go see Snatch. Time: 8:00PM. We leave the building, the 3 of us, and arrive at where I had parked my car. Gone. From the spot that I am authorized to park in. Motherfucker. Called the towing company… ‘Yeah, we got it’ was the response I got. When I told him that the towing was unauthorized, and that I wouldn’t pay for my car, he replied ‘Well then you ain’t getting your car back.’ And it’s 8:00PM on a Saturday night, so there’s literally no one here who could have towed my car, right? Wrong. There’s a stupid-ass apartment/garage right in front if where our spots are, and this guy’s been known to be an asshole. So he’s going down.