A surprise on my windshield

And no, it wasn't bird dooky. It was a parking ticket! Of all things, I got a parking ticket!

I do admit that I was wrong in parking there - but let me explain something first.

Our parking on campus stinks - I admit. We need some kind of garage - hopefully within this decade. But we have calendar parking and you park on one side of the street every other day. Well, during the summer the rules are usually relaxed (I thought... after 6 years of living on campus, I would know, wouldn't I?) and there were cars parked on Both sides of the street - which I have seen off and on on summer. So, I just picked one side to park on (not really sure what day it was anyway-odd or even) and went to go help teach a friend. Well, I come out only 2 hours later and the nice neon orange ticket is sitting on my windshield and MY car is the only one on that side of the street.

Figures

so... grumble grumble, parking, grumble grumble, cars... BAH!