So I come home to my apartment this afternoon after a late lunch. There’s a black Honda illegally parked in the fire lane outside my door. Hmm, says I, probably someone who’s in a hurry to pick someone up, since there are about a dozen open parking spaces in the immediate vicinity.
Wrong. An hour and a half later it’s still there. Still in the fire lane. I call the police. They send someone after I tell them about the car, giving them the license number.
A half hour later the three nitwit owners show up. A guy and two girls. I ask if they realised they had parked in a fire lane.
“Yeah, sorry.” says the leader.
“You’ve been there for two hours.”
Quoth the moron, “Yeah, I fell asleep.”
“You fell asleep?”
Fell asleep. That’s a good one. I should use that if I’m ever caught speeding or double-parked. I fell asleep.
I want to know his train of thought. Let’s see, I’m illegally parked in a fire lane, I think I’ll lie down. Oops, I fell asleep without moving the car.
“Yeah. But we’re leaving now.”
“Well I called the police.”
“We’re leaving now.”
“Oh good. What if they’re been a fire? It says ‘No Parking’!”
I walk away, one of the girls mutters “That’s neighbourly.”
Then the police arrive. I direct the police car over to the Honda. They say something to the cop, and both drive off, the Honda following the police car. Then the Honda turns down a side street while the cop keeps going.
Fuckers. I hope they get a ticket or something. Maybe the idiot will fall asleep while driving. I wouldn’t be at all suprised if he did.
