I absolutely detest the parking nazi that roams the streets around the CofC campus. He manages to ticket my car at least once a month, usually for being parked in front of my own house. You can find him rain or shine, ticket book in hand and completely decked out. I swear he looks ready to go to war: sunglasses, combat boots, a vest with an assortment of items dangling from carabiners, and cargo pockets bulging with who know what (don’t they just need a pen and ticket book?) This is a man who take his job way too seriously and seriously gets under my skin.
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