As much as I love Los Angeles, I truly hate parking in this city. It’s hard to find, and expensive (two things that I suspect are related, somehow).
Street parking is the worst. Downtown, a nickel gets you two minutes. Which is about enough time to get to the door of the building, turn around, and refill the meter.
Parking and traffic enforcement seems to be the LAPD’s main concern. We have a 41% solve rate for murders in this city, but God help you if you park in a loading zone too long.
I feel like I’d be less nervous plotting a murder than parking on a permit-only street. I’d be all, “Okay, I’ve got an unregistered gun. I loaded it while wearing gloves, so there’s no prints on the bullets. I know they’re inside the house, asleep right now, and… What’s that? Street cleaning on Tuesdays? There’s no fucking way I’m gonna get away with this.” <peels out>
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That is fricking hilarious. As a fellow PA (set), I’m really digging this blog.