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figured out how long I would be away, jammed handfuls of quarters into the meter and went my way. When I got back, there was still time on the meter -- and there was a ticket on my car. So I thought, WTF! I thought, this must be some mistake! I looked at the ticket, and it said something like Look, bud! One hour parking!. Well, honestly, I hadn't see that posted. I looked about carefully: no big signs anywhere, nothing I can see. Finally I looked at the meter closely: at about hip level on this chest-high meter, there's a little sticker and somewhere among the boilerplate words about you shouldn't commit the felony of vandalizing the meter and so on, there's a notice in small 6 point type, saying this is a one hour parking spot. So they got $5 or $6 in my good-faith quarters from the meter plus another $40 or $50 for the parking violation. Clever little municipal scam designed by one of the hordes of sharpie lawyers that infest the locale: you could scarce park, pay, wait for the metro, ride to your stop, wait for the return train, and ride back without being in violation; or you could walk some blocks to the nearest business to say "Hi!" and then walk back to claim your parking ticket. And they were sure I wouldn't be hanging about to contest the scam as I'd out-of-region plates. Alexandria, I think it was, about a dozen years back
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