30 dollars!!!???!!!

That is what I said to myself loudly in the car while looking at my parking ticket ... I headed to downtown Berkeley on Saturday to get my hair trimmed. Well, my usual meter spot was taken. So I drove around not finding any spots. Then I found one that I thought I could parallel park in--which I never do since I really can't parallel park. But around here you have to. This space had enough room for me to back into. I start paralleling and I notice that the meter is 30 minutes. Well, forget that. So I drive around the corner and find 2 spots open. Perfect! I can pull right in. I pull into my spot and grab quarters. The meter had 41 minutes on it. So I plopped in a quarter and was on my way. (The meter was limited to an hour.) I get my hairs trimmed. I am walking to my car about an hour and 5-10 minutes later when I see the Meter Maid drive by. So I was pretty sure I got a ticket. And man, I was right. 30 bucks for an expired meter. That is insane. I knew it was too good to be true when I could pull into the spot and have 41 minutes left on the meter.
Here is what I realized today. If I woulda parked in my regular meter spot I would have beaten the Parking Nazi and avoided a ticket. Dang! Oh well.
We didn't do a whole lot this weekend since it was pouring buckets! I watched the movie "Happy Endings." It was pretty good. Interesting. Now if I could just get Netflix to send me "Walk the Line." It has been No. 1 in my queue for quite some time. And it has had a short wait for what seems forever. Send it to me!!!!
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