We've all been there. Looking for a spot in a highly congested area and finding ourselves idling next to a particularly ominious open spot. Why hasn't someone parked there? It's obviously not a painted red area. And then we see it. A broken parking meter.
Either affixed with someone's hand-drawn cocktail napkin warning of "Broken Meter!" or simply flashing a digital warning of "ERR", the broken parking meter scenario is often a tough conundrum for LA drivers. Do we park there? Is it legal? Are we going to get a ticket?
The answer is a resounding yes, yes, and yes.
For the full explanation.
Basically, meter maids are lazy - and generally obese - fucks.
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