Always Look On The Bright Side

I went to the post-office this morning, and I was in there for, I dunno, about 5 minutes. When I came out there was a motorcycle cop writing a parking ticket. Typical, huh?
So I went up to him and said, “Look, do you really have to? I wasn’t in there long, and there were no other parking spaces.”
This might not have been true, but unless he was standing about watching me park, I guessed he wouldn’t be able to argue the point. I just asked him then to give me a break.
Can you believe the guy just ignored me and carried on writing the bloody ticket out??
So I called him a pencil-necked Nazi. Now those that know me will probably be really surprised at this. I am usually VERY polite when this kinda thing happens, but this morning I was just in a foul mood anyway.
I guess I asked for it – he just glared at me and started writing another ticket for worn tires!
By now I was fuming, so I called him a piece of horse s**t. Well, he finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first, completely ignored my outburst, and then 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.

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