Larry lost his muni-meter parking ticket fight
Saturday was a beautiful day in our wonderful City. I was headed to the corner of Rivington and Clinton to meet a new friend from Chicago, Mark Lawrence, founder of SpotHero. Our meeting was scheduled for 11 a.m., and there was plenty of one-hour street parking available when I arrived. I was confident that I would not get an NYC parking ticket.
I found a parking space, and sprang out of my car (police would say, I exited my vehicle), and purchased an hour of time on the nearby muni-meter. I placed the muni-meter receipt on the driver’s side dash, slammed the door shut, and headed for a nice, neighborhood restaurant, Alias. Boy, that was easy.
No…That was just, plain dumb
I returned to my car a little less than one hour later, put the key in the lock, and much to my surprise, I observed the iconic orange epistle stuck under my wiper. I wondered to myself (truth be told, I wondered out loud #$%), “What did I possibly do wrong?”
You guessed it, I was charged with the parking crime of failure to display the muni-meter receipt. I guess when I slammed the door shut, it displaced the muni-meter I placed on the dash. One orange NYC parking ticket coming up.
What a sad parking ticket state of affairs. With my tail between my legs, I headed for home. A defrocked so-called NYC parking ticket guru. Now, I’m just plain Larry. Well, at least I am now a proud, parking ticket carrying member of my most beloved group, the NYC driving public who have felt the sting of a parking ticket warrior’s scanner.
Should I fight it, reduce it, or pay up?