I went to the store the other day, and I was in there for only about
five minutes. When I came out there was a motorcycle cop writing a parking ticket. So I went up to him and said, "Come on, buddy, how about giving me a break?"
He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. So I called him a
pencil-necked Nazi. He glared at me and started writing another ticket for having worn tires! So I called him a piece of horse poop ! .
He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the
first. Then he started writing a third ticket! This went on for about 20 minutes. The more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote.
I didn't care. My car was parked around the corner.
I try to have a little fun each day. It's important.