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Wednesday, May 5, 2010

May 5 - Lisa's Musings (on parking tickets) and Every Day Life











Today started out with such promise; planned as a multiple farm story day.

I met with three Lima Township farmers for a story.

And, I helped put out a fire.

Well, actually, I stood there and watched -- while one of the farmer's put out a fire in his tractor with a large jug of water I carry in my van for the dogs.

Ironically, it was after he'd explained to me that he paid a lot of taxes for his farmland in the township that didn't require fire or emergency services -- like people in houses do.

So I guess he was right. I provided the water to put out the fire.

He had a jug of coffee and tossed that on it first, but, it wasn't out, so my water did the trick.

I guess this means I get a fire extinguishing assist.

What had happened was a bird built a nest on the engine -- the tractor had been sitting around without being used for four days -- and when he drove it to the site where we were meeting, all those sticks and other nest-building stuff got hot and caught on fire.

I thought I smelled something while we were talking, but I thought it was diesel fuel.

You know, normal tractor stuff.

The smoke and flames proved otherwise.

But, the tractor was fine, except a little black soot on the side, and it started up later.

The nest, however, not so much. It's strewn on the ground.

So, that was pretty exciting.

After that, I headed to Ann Arbor to the Farmer's Market to interview more farmers.

Once there, I drove around and around and around -- trying to find a parking spot.

But there were none in my usual haunts, so I headed to the parking lot at Community High School.

Now, I saw the signs that said permit parking only during school hours, but I was hoping it was just on one side of the lot -- that on the other side, it was OK to park.

I saw other people parking there, heading to the market.

So like a lemming, I followed.

I fed the meter for two hours and took a chance.

At the end of my second interview and video, I mentioned to one of the vendors where my van was parked.

Then said jokingly, if you see them handing out tickets, let me know.

With that, I was on my way to my next interview.

But, before I headed to my third vendor, I couldn't help myself -- I stopped to buy two pretzels from Mill Pond Bread.

I LOVE those pretzels!

And while there, the vendor -- who coincidentally works as the mayor's administrative assistant -- tracked me down to tell me tickets were being written.

So, I zoomed to my van, hoping that I could get there before I got nabbed.

No such luck.

So, I acknowledged the nice 'metermen' and they nicely explained that those parking signs during school hours , eh, they apply to both sides of the parking lot.

Drat!

So I asked if I could pay them the ticket, but they wouldn't take my money. But they nicely explained where I could pay it immediately.

Then the really, really bad part happened.

Despite already having my ticket, I had to move my van.

I pleaded my case -- saying, "Wait, I still have an hour on the meter and I've already gotten a ticket, why can't I just finish my interviews first?"

Nope. I had to move.

Right then.

So, I did.

I drove around for another 20 minutes to all of my usual parking lots and still couldn't find a parking spot.

So, I called it a day, decided to come back next week, and left downtown Ann Arbor.

Truth be told, I was more pissed about the minutes still left on the meter than the $25 ticket.

So, I figure it's my contribution to the city's coffers, along with all the other ticketed vehicles I saw in that lot.

Maybe it will help a policeman keep his job during these lean budget times. The city is talking about laying off 20 men in blue.

But, I did have my pretzels, so, despite a slight glitch, it was a pretty good morning.

And I learned an important parking lesson, which I pondered, while munching on a pretzel on the way home.

I think this is the first parking ticket I've ever gotten.

Except maybe once when I was a student at U-M.

Every student with a car on campus gets at least one ticket in four years. I think it's a rite of passage.

But that was so long ago, I don't remember.

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5 Comments:

Blogger PammH said...

this is the reason I RARELY frequent downtown. Parking sucks, period & they are ticket Nazis!

May 5, 2010 at 6:15 PM  
Blogger Lisa A said...

Yes, parking my pig -- the van -- is not fun in AA on a good day. I tend to go to the parking garages whenever I can but there isn't one that's very close to the farmer's market. Lesson learned. Ticket w/payment in mail today.

May 6, 2010 at 6:13 AM  
Anonymous dextermom1 said...

The craziness to me with our unemployment is that we then send the payment out of state to be processed. Couldn't we employ a few folks of our own like we used to?

May 6, 2010 at 9:09 AM  
Blogger Edward Vielmetti said...

Lisa, the structure on Ashley isn't too far away from the market. There's also a bunch of relatively cheap 10 hour meters on Ashley near Community Dental Center and where Peter Allen wants to build Kingsley Lane.

May 6, 2010 at 8:43 PM  
Blogger Lisa A said...

Thanks, Ed. I hadn't thought of heading that way. Look forward to crossing paths again at the market soon. Stay dry. It's pouring here.

May 7, 2010 at 5:38 AM  

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