a friend of mine needed a ride from their apartment to their office.
(the following is the result...)
i showed up to their place and helped them carry some things from their building. as we turn the corner, a wonderful meter maid sporting a pick up truck and flashing yellow lights is eye-ticketing my car hard. knowning that i had left my car in a metered spot and decided to live life on the edge, i knew that i had seconds before the unthinkable.
i ran.
he hopped out of his truck and saw me running.
he gave it a slight jog.
what an ass.
we arrive at my car at the same time. i tell him that i am right here and there is no reason to write me a ticket. he agrees... but only if i put some change in the meter. WHAT!? dude. for a nickel, you will let me off the hook. otherwise, its a $40 ticket. i tried to be reasonable with the man. he kept pushing it.
"put a coin in the meter or im giving you a ticket!"
"i could just leave and its all the same." (i have NO coins... who carries change anymore. get the credit card readers arlington... even the crappiest parts of dc have them... richest area in the state and we are expected to carry quarters and nickels?! insane.)
"the meter is blinking red. unless, its not blinking red, i have to give you a ticket."
"so you want me to throw a quarter in the meter and then drive off??"
"im going to start writing the ticket."
at this moment, my friend offers to run to her place and grab a quarter. yes. 1/4 mile back to her place, up 3 flights and back, for a damn quarter.
she takes off for the quarter!
i return glance at the meter maid...
"are you seriously going to make her run all the way to her apartment to grab a quarter?! seriously guy?"
"uh.."
he looks at her running into her building... and all of sudden, his heart had a grinch-like size jump... well either that or he thought she was going to tear him a new one for being ridiculous... she could have too.
"you know what, im going to go. i believe you that you will put a coin in the meter. thank you and have a good day."
and just like that, the little dude with his chuck-e-cheese badge jumps in his truck and takes off.
i try and call my friend but its too late, she has gone all the way to her place and back with change.
moral of the story: guys dont like to beat up by women and if you have power, even if it is as slight as patrolling all the parking meters in a 5 block radius, dont let it go to your head. karma homie... big fat karma...
so... ashlee simpson and pete wentz are getting a divorce. they lasted just a shade longer than ashlee's music career... to be fair, i was going to say pete's dignity but when you start your career by flashing some tweeners your junk on myspace, it doesnt give me a lot to work with.
not going to lie, im kind of excited about this. fall out boy started to suck when pete fell in love with ashlee. the music got too complex and silly for a pop punk band and the lyrics really fell off. no more great emo one liners... no more graphic imagery... just redundant metaphors about how hard it is being famous. maybe fob will re-unite and make awesome pre-2007 music again!!
and apparently with no pre-nup, and ashlee filing for both child and spousal support, i think pete just got a bit more incentive for a reunion... emo fodder in the making
A woman and a man are involved in a car accident; it's a bad one. Both of their cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them are hurt.
After they crawl out of their cars, the woman says, "So you're a man, that's interesting. I'm a woman. Wow, just look at our cars! There's nothing left, but fortunately we are unhurt. This must be a sign from God that we should meet and be friends and live together in peace for the rest of our days."
Flattered, the man replied, "Oh yes, I agree with you completely!"
"This must be a sign from God!" The woman continued, "And look at this, here's another miracle. My car is completely demolished but this bottle of wine didn't break. Surely God wants us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune."
Then she hands the bottle to the man, The man nods his head in agreement, opens it and drinks half the bottle and then hands it back to the woman.
The woman takes the bottle, immediately puts the cap back on, and hands it back to the man.
The man asks, "Aren't you having any?"
The woman replies, "No. I think I'll just wait for the police..."
I'm back!
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I've decided to revive my little piece of cyberspace. I'm not sure how
long it's going to last or what will come of it but here it goes!
I've been thinkin...