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When it rains it pours

by leaffin at 08:56 AM on August 30, 2005

On Sunday, I was enjoying the fabulous weather at a neighborhood music festival with a friend and the local hippies, families and teens. It was actually her neighborhood, so I'd driven over there. We met up with some friends, played cards while listening to music, then went to her apartment to test one of her crockpot experiments. (Geez, I feel so domestic at times.)

Afterwards, I walked over to my car and discovered that lo and behold, it was no longer where I'd parked it.

My first thought was that it'd been towed. I'd parked really close to a busstop, so close that when a friend had parked there before, I asked if it was legal. She said that it was and pointed out the yellow curb about 5 feet down, saying that you couldn't park there. So, my missing car was proof that it is not a legal space. Damn.

I called the city to figure out where they'd towed it to, and I found it about a block and a half away. I went to go figure out what the damage was, and reached for what I thought was a ticket. Nope-- accident report. The other slip was the ticket. Apparently, while my car was being towed, the tow truck drive managed to clip a tree with my car, which then caused my car to fall off of the hook. Double whammy.

Isn't that just the best luck you've ever heard of? It doesn't look like my car's very damaged... it's probably only about $50 to fix, and the tow truck company's going to pick it up today to have it looked at by their mechanic, so it'll all be resolved soon. But it sure felt like someone had punched me in the gut on Sunday evening when I read that accident report.

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Must just be my job, but I was sure there was a story about the theft and trashing of your car when I read the second paragraph.

Overall you just have some physical damage to deal with. Not half as bad as it could be. Not to say that it isn't annoying when you have to deal with petty crap like that...

by chuckwoolery at August 30, 2005 1:31 PM

We used to visit an apartment complex that was notorious for towing unauthorized cars. It was a cottage industry. So we started pelting the tow truck guys with rocks and jars of vomit and worse.

by anna at August 30, 2005 6:18 PM

Did you taunt them as you threw stuff at them?

And what is worse than a jar of vomit? Jar of shit?

by Long Time Lurker at August 31, 2005 7:52 PM

I'm sorry to hear about this, Leaffin. I hope it works out.

by jean at September 7, 2005 6:48 PM

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