This was the first day that HBY was able to come to Dillon’s soccer game. After all my bitching and moaning about the parking situation, I was excited to show him that I was not exaggerating at all. So we pull up to the field and I get out with the kids. The first time I was at the field before the game started. HBY went to park and I expected him to show up about 10-15 minutes later. Well, he walks up just a couple of minutes later. I said – no WAY you found parking already. He told me he parked at the space we saw around the corner. I said – not the one with the fire hydrant??? He said – well, I’m not blocking it. I’m like – you’re such a San Franciscan, no regard for the rules. I told him to move the car before it gets towed or we get a million dollar parking ticket. So he rolls his eyes at me, but he goes to move the car. Comes back not even two minutes later…after finding a parking space RIGHT in front of the gate that leads to the field. Wide open. WTF???? It’s a conspiracy, I swear…
April 17, 2010
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Whenever I drive to places, I always have the most difficult time finding a good spot. When SheryAnne drives, she always manages to find VIP parking… so whenever we go out I make her drive
Comment by itcrashed — April 20, 2010 @ 8:12 pm |