So, I decided I wanted to drive to work today. I had a tough workout, my butt is sore from doing squats and I just didn't want to rush my shower to catch the bus. So, I drive to campus and go to park in PSD. I pull up and the conversation goes as follows:
Me: Hey, can I get a parking pass? (I fumble in my wallet for my credit card)
Gate Attendent: Mumbles incorently...
Me: I'm sorry, what was that?
Gate Attendent: Did you read the sign?
Me: Oh, no I must have missed it.
Gate Attendent: No one reads the sign. you can't park here today.
Me: Where can I park?
Gate Attendent: Did you read the sign?
Me: (now irritated) NO, I didn't read the sign
Gate Attendent: Read the sign.
Me: (now VERY irritated) There are people behind me, I can't back up to read the sign. Please tell me where I can park? (Jackass)
Gate Attendent: Why don't people read the sign? no one reads the sign. You need to park in PS2.
Me: Where is that? wait... nevermind, I'll find it. (Thanks, because I needed you to be an asshole to me, otherwise I might not have had a good day today! *SARCASM*)
So, as if this wasn't frustrating enough, I go to pull out of the parking lot to make my way to where I think PS2 is, and the young lady next to me decided it is acceptable for her to turn left from the right lane, and that doing so 2 inches from my car (while I am going straight in the left lane) is the sensible time to do it.
GOOD MORNING TO YOU TOO!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
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