Why I Beat the Shit out of a Parking Meter
Not surprisingly, The Ministry has reached a new low.
But consider the circumstances: Running late for class (Henry James no less), school bag spills onto floor of car, odds and ends rolling back and forth, pouring down rain, four blocks from home, left stove on, goes back home, gets more wet, turns off stove, 3 minutes to get to class on time, makes it to building, parks in upper parking garage, 1 minute left to get to class on time, gets out of car, sticks quarter into slot, parking meter broken, get back into car, move car to another spot, get out of car, sticks quarter into slot, sticks 7 more quarters into slot, on the seventh quarter, parking meter breaks.
Proceed to Beat the Shit out of Parking Meter. And scream unholy expletives.
Makes it to class 5 minutes late, panting, with red, scathed, knuckles.
The Ministry desires a vacation.
Suggestions are welcome, as always.
But consider the circumstances: Running late for class (Henry James no less), school bag spills onto floor of car, odds and ends rolling back and forth, pouring down rain, four blocks from home, left stove on, goes back home, gets more wet, turns off stove, 3 minutes to get to class on time, makes it to building, parks in upper parking garage, 1 minute left to get to class on time, gets out of car, sticks quarter into slot, parking meter broken, get back into car, move car to another spot, get out of car, sticks quarter into slot, sticks 7 more quarters into slot, on the seventh quarter, parking meter breaks.
Proceed to Beat the Shit out of Parking Meter. And scream unholy expletives.
Makes it to class 5 minutes late, panting, with red, scathed, knuckles.
The Ministry desires a vacation.
Suggestions are welcome, as always.
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