Oh, please. Oh, please.
This is what I wrote as my appeal to the parking ticket I got in NYC this weekend.
"After arriving in New York City after a 14-hour drive to spend massive amounts of tourist dollars, we parked our exhausted car and bodies in, what appears to have been, a space for Sanitation Dept. vehicles only. After viewing the signs, we all were under the impression that the car was parked in a legal space, though we were a bit confused by the seemingly incongruous signs that we were parked between. After being assured by a local that the parking space that we had chosen was indeed a safe one, we unloaded our luggage and began the 6-floor hike up to the apartment in which we were staying. Upon making the second trip to the car for various and sundry items which we didn't get in the first trek up the (unair-conditioned and steamy) stairs, we discovered the ominous orange ticket under the windshield wiper. We promptly moved the car to another street, where it remained throughout the rest of our visit to the most wonderful city on earth, unticketed and safe.
In conclusion, I'd like to ask, beg, beseech you to consider waiving or decreasing the fine of $95 that is the current balance of the parking ticket. Thank you for your understanding and enjoy your day."
I hope they don't think I'm being a sarcastic, pompous jackass. But I kind of am.
"After arriving in New York City after a 14-hour drive to spend massive amounts of tourist dollars, we parked our exhausted car and bodies in, what appears to have been, a space for Sanitation Dept. vehicles only. After viewing the signs, we all were under the impression that the car was parked in a legal space, though we were a bit confused by the seemingly incongruous signs that we were parked between. After being assured by a local that the parking space that we had chosen was indeed a safe one, we unloaded our luggage and began the 6-floor hike up to the apartment in which we were staying. Upon making the second trip to the car for various and sundry items which we didn't get in the first trek up the (unair-conditioned and steamy) stairs, we discovered the ominous orange ticket under the windshield wiper. We promptly moved the car to another street, where it remained throughout the rest of our visit to the most wonderful city on earth, unticketed and safe.
In conclusion, I'd like to ask, beg, beseech you to consider waiving or decreasing the fine of $95 that is the current balance of the parking ticket. Thank you for your understanding and enjoy your day."
I hope they don't think I'm being a sarcastic, pompous jackass. But I kind of am.
posted by Lauren | 4:06 PM
2 Comments:
That's funny. I think it'll work - that is if they get it in time. You know it has to be paid in 20, scratch that 15 days?
I will help with it Lauren. Parking tickets are the pits!
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