A parking ticket is like a mosquito bite. It’s annoying, it itches, it lingers and it leaves a scab, or a dent in your wallet, if you scratch too much. The funny thing is if you ignore the itch and don’t scratch it, the mosquito bite fades away pretty quickly. Summer is coming; you should try it.
The problem with a parking ticket is if you ignore the ticket, it will definitely not fade away.
Fast forward to six months after ignoring my ticket. I now have a $100 dollar fine and am standing in a line with 170 other people that decided to also ignore their ticket. We are all facing the same direction and have that blank stare of desperation as if a guillotine was waiting to take us out of this misery. I look around after the mullet of the guy in front of me stops being hilarious and notice that the walls of the courthouse are chipping, the smell is musty, the area is dark and gloomy and the officers look bored out of their mind. It is nine in the morning on a Tuesday and the ticket booth is open but the courtroom has yet to open its doors.
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