Someone in Fairhaven Put This Note on My Car and I’m Not Even Mad
It's safe to say that my life is far from dull.
Something obscure, weird or eventful happens to me on the daily, and as fine and dandy as that may seem to some, I often find myself saying "You've got to be kidding me" a lot more than normal lately.
Last Thursday night, I drove to the radio station to pick up the Fun 107 broadcast van to prep for the Rock and Fox Show's live broadcast from the 105th Feast of the Blessed Sacrament last Friday morning. It was just easier than me driving all the way there at the crack of dawn and saved me a good chunk of time needed to set up the broadcast.
As I swapped vehicles from mine to the van, I shamefully parked in a "30 Minute Parking or Less" spot that other businesses depend on during hours of operation. Before you judge, yes, I understand I'm in the wrong. I have zero excuses other than the fact that no one was open at the time I parked, so I didn't see it as a problem.
The following day, as I returned to the radio station from the Feast Grounds, I saw a note shoved under one of my windshield wipers with only the word "WARNING" exposed.
"What the heck is this?" I mumbled, only what I actually said was a little more NSFW.
As I removed it from the wiper, my jaw dropped as I read what the note said in whole:
"You've got to be kidding me!" I said yelled, proving my point that I do say this more times than any person should.
"Flip this card over & I'll tell you why..."
Naturally, I followed directions to see what this anonymous lame-o had to say:
"Stealing a reserved spot"
I assumed the meant the "30 minutes or less" spot.
Hey, I'm human, I made a mistake.
All I'm asking is for whoever placed this on my car to confess so I can shake their hand for this humorous and brilliant card. Where can I get some for myself? I have so many questions, but most importantly, I need whoever the culprit is to understand that I'm not mad! I'm more impressed than anything. More people need this note.
I promise to park in the rightful public spots reserved for an endless time limit next time–if you agree to come forward.
You have my word.