So, on my way to my training appointment today, i stopped to get a coffee. I parked, read the signs, checked the meter (26 minutes remaining) and proceeded to go inside. When i come out, the meter maid (who was actually a man) was finishing up my ticket. I asked why and he says, as he runs away, “if you read the signs it clearly states that there is street cleaning until 10.” The time: 9:56. I contemplate following him, cutting him off in traffic, and causing an accident that is his fault that would inevitably cause his dismissal from this horrible job of his; but instead i cry in my car over my cappucino, suck it up, and go work out. The thing is, he actually was sitting there when i pulled up, watching me cover all my bases, and then watched me walk inside without saying a word. These are the moments when i hope Karma is real, and a real bitch.
I made cookies today and hiked at sunset to cure my sadness over this…the most expensive coffee i have ever, and hopefully WILL ever, purchase in my life.