suck

Last night started out like many other nights. I drove over to my friend Jamie's apartment, but was forced to park on the street because her apartment complex has too little visitor parking. The street was completely packed because of a concert going on at the ampitheater down the street. I was forced to park about a block away from her apartment. I didn't pay attention, so I parked in front of a fire hydrant.

I decided to go home after a rousing round of apples to apples, but my car was missing. Lauren and I have some limited experience with towing companies, so we started calling around trying to find my car. Late night towing company employees are not required to graduate from middle school.
"I parked in front of a fire hydrant on Colgate St, across from University Commons apartments and the Wolf Pen ampitheater."
"Where was your car?"
"In front of a fire hydrant on Colgate St."
"Where on Colgate St?"
"Across from University Commons and Wolf Pen ampitheater."
"And where was the fire hydrant?"
"On COLGATE STREET. ACROSS FROM UNIVERSITY COMMONS AND THE WOLF PEN CREEK AMPITHEATER."

That was one towing lady. Some guy from the other towing company wasn't that bright either.
"It's a silver Honda Civic coupe."
"Oh. Your car is on its way here now... wait. What is it?"
"A silver Honda Civic coupe."
"Oh no. We don't have your car."
I had that same conversation with him twice... just about 20 minutes apart.

We eventually call the police department and find out that they had my car towed by some different company in the nether-regions of Bryan (the Red Light District if you will). The new towing guy told me that someone would be out to meet us in about 20-30 minutes, so Courtney, Greg, and I arrived on the scene 25 minutes later, but no one was at the lot yet. We end up waiting for about 25 minutes for the guy to come meet us so I can get my car, and we got to wait in a creepy dirt lot off the highway surrounded by a few creepy trailers.

Towing guy finally comes and meets us and I get to pay $141 to get my car back. I guess that wouldn't be so bad if I didn't also have to pay the parking ticket for $125 that was on my windshield. Wait! College Station has a really nice judge that you can appeal your ticket to and usually get it significantly reduced! That would work if parking in front of a fire hydrant wasn't a criminal offense. The only way I can appeal is by going to trial. That's $266 for parking in front of a fire hydrant for a few hours. I guess I can no longer go to Ohio, but at least I learned my lesson.

The picture was taken in the crappy town of Rockport, TX, but it reminds me of where the towing company in Bryan was located.