Wednesday, March 17, 2010

One for the Good Guys

I have a tortured relationship with the parking police. While I understand they are doing their job to the best of their ability, and they have mothers, and go home to their families at the end of the day, I still cannot believe that any person without sociopathic leanings would actually choose to be one.

Before you write in and say I'm an elitist bitch, and don't I know that not everyone has a choice of career, and if I didn't break the law I wouldn't have a problem with them, let me say you would be right on all counts. But I also happen to know that the majority of parking police have chosen to be one because they WANT TO.

Today I saw a parking cop chuckling to himself as he prepared to book the car parked behind mine. The guy was obviously excited and had he started rubbing his hands together with glee I wouldn't have been surprised.

He was just composing himself enough to take a photo of the offending car, when I asked if I could give the car my ticket as I was leaving, and it still had 20 minutes on it. He was aghast.

"You can if you want," he said "but why would you want to do that?"

Why? Why wouldn't I? I just saved this person $84 and I hope someone would do the same for me, and told him basically that.

And you know what he said?

"Well, thanks for nothing, good samaritan" and off he went on his miserable way.

I rest my case.