I was out of town this weekend for the wedding of my lovely sister. Which was a beautiful and small affair, but perfectly matched the two people being wed. The only thing to mar this festive occasion didn’t happen in my hometown at all, but in the ever obnoxious traffic of LA. Knowing I had to make the drive to LAX, I left a whopping four hours early. One of my good friends must have had a sixth sense, because she says, “you should probably leave earlier”. And she was right. I spent the next two and a half hours (yes, you read right) going about 20mph. At one point I actually thought to myself, is it really possible I might miss my flight?!?! I finally made it with only twenty minutes until I boarded, seriously questioning why I liked LA so much. Then, as I arrive at my car last night, which has spent the last three days in the airport parking lot, I find a little holiday surprise from the City of Los Angeles. A citation. For not having a front plate (which is ludicrous to begin with seeing as the California DMV only issued me ONE plate). So these (there is no better word) assholes spent the weekend walking around the airport parking lot, finding reasons to cite cars so that they could make their quota. Niiiicce. Great thing to do before the holiday. I would have rather them asked for a damn donation. And whose pathetic job is it to walk around the airport parking lot? I’m writing a complaint to these bastards, not that I believe justice will prevail, but because I’m pissed. Anyways, slightly annoyed and really thinking about moving back to NYC. At least then I don’t have to drive.
2 comments:
The last two times we have parked at LAX for long durations we have come home to tickets for some nature or another. It's ridiculous! But for what it's worth, we contested both and got them written off!
I think I'll be contesting. :) Thanks chica, you're always helpful!
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