Mar 17, 2007 13:23
That's supposed to be read in a deep, evil voice, btw.
Me: you can't park here. This is a company parking lot. (see people in building working)
Suburban Mom: We can't park here? You're telling me that none of these cars are for the parade?
Me: Yes.
Suburban Mom: Get back in the car, sweetie, so she can ruin it for you.
My brilliant idea that follow, since our wimpy yellow rope got all destroyed from being left out for 'roun about a year, put a chair in front of the entrance. With a sign. Because sign making and tape sticking takes extra seconds I just couldn't afford at the moment, I decided to put the chair out first, place sign second. Naturally, Some couple in an expensive believes that they are above the law of plastic blue chair and decide to try to park anyway. Just as they make it in, I walk out and shake my head. Man in passenger seat lols. Really l. I l slightly ol and give them a good old, "Nice try."
So now, sign is placed. Private Parking, it will be towed.
I also have free lunch! Corned beef and cabbage thanks to Tony!
P.S. I am so ready for green drinks at Chili's.