I love regulations.

I am a proponent of order within a society.

Yay democracy!

But the BS I dealt with from Parking Services left me advocating anarchy and a general distaste towards "The Man".

Okay here we go:

It was last friday and I decided to get a head start on moving out of my dorm.  I figurered that approaching unpacking proactively would allow for a stress free finals week.  In this spirit, I decided to call parking services to make sure that I could park on the outer ring to load my car. ANSWER=YES. Great, let me go unpack my dorm. 

2:00pm: I pulled my car in front of Potomac on the inner ring and went in to start.  

2:07pm: I walked out of the residence hall with an armful of my belongings I saw a fun little yellow paper rectangle on my windshield.  

GREAT!  

I looked around and saw 7-10 other yellow paper rectangles on other cars occupying the inner ring of Hiltop Circle.  

MOTHER FUCKER WHAT?!  

I spotted the gentleman responsible for all of the tickets, he was 3 cars down from mine.

Calmly I approached him:

Me: "Excuse me, are you writing warnings, or tickets?"

Him: *Looks up from writing yet another ticket* "Tickets." (wipe that smug ass grin off of your face please)

Me: "Okay well there's a ticket on my windshield." *nods to car*  "I just parked my car 5 minutes ago, I'm moving out of my dorm right now."

Him: "You don't have a C parking pass." (thaaaaaanks i didn't know that)

Me: "Are the parking restrictions still in effect?  The semester ended yesterday."

Him: "Ya, you can't park here without a C parking pass." (OMG THX!!!! i had forgotten in the 5 seconds that have passed since you told me that)

Me: "Okay, well I'm only parked here to load my car, and I called Parking Services yesterday and was told that it would be okay if I parked here to load."

Him: "Who did you talk to?" (cause i ALWAYS get the name and extension of a cust. serv. rep. I keep them logged just in case the info they give me is BS)

Me: "I don't know I didn't ask."

Him: "There's nothing I can do, the ticket's already been written." (i smell bullshit)

Me: "So what do I do? All I am trying to do is move out of my dorm.  I called ahead to make sure that this was okay."

Him: "Freshman are supposed to park in the satellite lot to load their cars. (Satellite lot? I'm supposed to carry my minifridge to the satellite lot? FUCK THAT). When's move out?"

Me: *looks down at pile of belongings in hands* "...Right now. Everyone has to be out by May 20th at 8 o'clock." 

Him: *pause* "You can fight the ticket, but there's nothing I can do for you."

Me: "I don't want to fight the ticket. You're telling me that you can't take the ticket back?"

Him: "No, once it's been written I can't take it back." (the stench of bullshit is thickening)

Me: "So even if you wrote a ticket by mistake you wouldn't be able to take it back; the only option would be for the person to fight the ticket?"

Him: "I don't think I made a mistake." (wow, not an accusation)

Me: "I'm not saying that you did, that was a hypothetical.  You can't just take the ticket back."

Him: "No." (LIAR!!!)

Me: "Thank you." *rolls eyes* *leaves*

At this point I'm pretty pissed but w/e it's just a ticket.  I loaded what was in my hands into my car, took the ticket off my car, got in, and started backing out. There were a bunch of buses going by preventing me from backing out. So, I took the time to look at the actual ticket.  I pulled the slip of paper out of the yellow sleeve....$40, FORTY!!! 

Thaaaaaaaaaat set me off.  40 is a tank of gas, not even.  I threw that bitch back into park and dialed Parking Services.  I'm not going to detail the conversation with the lady, who was nice, because it was unshockingly similar to the dialogue above.  

Towards the end of our phone call she said that if a freshman with an "F" parking pass is actively loading his/her vehicle along Hilltop Circle then he/she should not recieve a parking ticket(THEN WHY DID I??????).  

I told her that there were at least 10 cars with "F" passes being actively loaded that were ticketed. (and idk why, but i was the only one outside at the time-what great luck) She asked me where this was happening.  I told her Potomac Hall.  She told me that I could fight the ticket but that was all that she could do for me. 

AWESOME :D

I moved my car.

I walked back to Potomac and started complaining to one of my friends in the lobby.  Someone else who was ticketed overheard and informed me that the guy writing the tickets was taking them all back. 

WHAT WHAAAT?! 

At this point my ticket is in my hand.  Now I have to go back outside looking for this douche.  I spotted him outside of Patapsco on the phone with who I assume is the same woman I talked to. I ran after him.  Upon catching up with him I told him that I called parking services.  He held out his hand and quietly added my fun little yellow ticket to the stack in his other hand and started walking away. 

BITCH?!

That's IT?! No "I'm sorry." no smile/head nod. You don't HAVE to be a douche. You put me through 45 minutes of complete BULLSHIT to walk the fuck away from me without an apology? SWEEEEEET BROOOOOO!!!

Parking Services needs to get their shit straightened out.  Seriously.  Give out warnings like it's the hip thing to do-okay, that's fine.  But if you're gonna slap students with $40 parking tickets at the very least make sure they're warranted BEFORE they're distributed.  IDK how to fight a ticket.  If necessary I'll find out how-but guess what: I REALLLLLLLY dont have the time.  I promise that I have more important things going on in my life.

And another thing that really pisses me off about the situation is the fact that he lied to me. APPARENTLY THERE WAS SOMETHING YOU COULD DO BECAUSE YOU TOOK THE TICKETS BACK. Instead of lying to me, you could have politely informed me that you ARE able to take tickets back after they are written but that you weren't going to take mine back. I'm an adult(kind of), I can handle that reality.

*sigh*

LOOOONG story short: the trials I suffered at the hands of parking services have transformed me into a bitter cynic hellbent on destroying the establishment. 

care to join me? (i need an army of complete gunslingers)