Mood:
Can we update this thing?
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So after a fantabulous day at work where I had to do down-to-the-wire changes after something got launched too fast at work; I then go to pick up a prescription only to have a traffic cop ticket me while I'm waiting.
Yes I moneyed the meter. But I only did one quarter, because how long could I possibly be in the drugstore for, right? I ran out within a couple minutes of it turning over to find a meterman already writing me up. I asked if it was for me, while standing next to him.
He asked which one I was. Dumbass. And then in response to my saying I was here to throw another in, "Well don't bother now!"
I walked away, later wishing I'd been a real fucking asshole back to him.
I hate that Somerville extended meters till 8pm.
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