One damn fine post from Aniko Carmean containing real life experience and lessons learned. If you do not follow this highly intelligent, ruminating soul, I suggest you start.
It is both rush hour and the unofficial start of the weekend. Sluggish traffic moves in dribs and drabs of chrome and tinted window. I am in my car, and this is my third time to circle my destination.
I am bad with directions. I can’t parallel park. And I can’t find the entrance to the parking garage.
When I finally make it into the garage, there is a white car ahead of me at the kiosk to get a ticket. Two garage attendants are working on the kiosk; they have it open and are trying to load in more paper. When they take out the entire printing mechanism, the younger worker smiles at me apologetically. I pass that apologetic smile along to the man in the white car, because he wants to back out of the parking garage. As bad as I am with directions, I’m worse with driving…
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