Cost me $17 this time.
The first was $1 I gave to a deaf people’s charity. She came by and pushed the paper toward me, which explained the charity and asked me to sign my name and gave my donation. When I wrote down $1 I heard her give an odd sound - like a staccato, decisive laugh … or maybe she was clearing her throat. When I gave her the dollar, she clasped it between her hands as if to pray. So either she scoffed at my niggardly donation and then blessed me, not realizing I could here her reaction, or she was just clearing her throat.
I get off work at 5 PM and the parking becomes free at 6 PM. So arriving at the library no earlier than 5:15, and putting all my change in the meter, I thought I was okay. What does it mean when Boris thinks something is okay? It means that cat is going to start missing the litter box. I got a $16 ticket (pretty cheap by comparison to some cities) at 5:38.
So yeah that’s my mundane pointless story for Thursday.