People are Funny

A funny thing happened on Monday. Yes, I know it's a bit over, but it was funny enough that I still wanted to write something about it.

About 3:30 Monday afternoon there was an equipment failure that caused communication errors between Central Dispatch and the Peru Police Department. As I am working on finding a solution to the problem, I am walking back and forth between the two buildings (about a half block apart) and calling between the two.

Around 5:00 pm, Morgan calls me to let me know that someone has left a message saying my truck is going to be towed in twenty minutes if I don't move it! Apparently I had a couple of cars blocked in. This is where it gets interesting.

You see, I parked in a county owned lot, one that is for employee parking and requires a parking pass on your review mirror if you are going to park there. I am an employee, and my pass is hanging where it belongs. I was also parked within the confines of one space; in other words I was parked about as legally and correctly as is possible.

If the city or county police are going to tow a vehicle, they're going to go through Central to do it. So the next time I called Central I asked if they knew anything about my truck getting itself into trouble somehow. Nope, Nada, nothing.

So I put it out of my mind and got back to work. I figured that if my truck disappeared from its parking space, then I would have a stolen vehicle to report. Imagine the irony of having your vehicle towed or stolen from a county lot while on county business!

Anyway, it occurs to me that I don't have anyone blocked in, but I did park in "some one's space." You see there are two apartment houses that border this lot, and the residents park in the lot when they return home for the evening. When I parked there that afternoon, the lot was almost full, there was really only one space left so that is where I parked.

When I got back to the lot around 5:30, I was really hoping that the truck would be missing, or at the least that someone would say something to me. But they didn't, and the truck was still there of course.

Someone decided to try to intimidate me, to bully me for parking in "their spot." No one has a reserved space on that lot, and if you find yourself blocked in when all the other cars are parked correctly; well I say you have a problem then.

Here's the funny part. Yeah I know, about time right? As I walked up to my truck, I looked around at the other vehicles on the lot, none of which were blocked in, and noticed that mine was the only one with a parking permit.

Yep! I could phone in a complaint and get every other car towed right off that lot. Hmmn, Could I be that big of a jerk? Yes I could.

But not this night.

This whole thing didn't tick me off at all, in fact I was laughing about it. I still think it's funny. Keri told me to park there again and she would give me a ride home from work and back in the next morning. Now THAT sounds like a splendid idea! I might just do that next week one day.