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Why I love living in San Francisco
filed under: Ramblings
But now that I have my snazzy new car, I did the unthinkable the other day, not wanting to inch up too close to the car in front of mine. And this is what I found the next day, a clear message (which included, I might add, the author's address!) that I was disrespecting these unspoken rules. It's sort of like parking Darwinism. If you get out of line, you'll get thumped right back in. If you can't take the heat (or the lack of parking), then get out of the city. Needless to say, I've rectified my parking style. No current plans to go anywhere else. Posted by Courtney on April 13, 2007 10:13 AM Comments You still don't want your new car to be "dinged". Good luck. Posted by: Dena Cochran on April 23, 2007 12:33 PM...................................................... Such a parent comment!! Posted by: Courtney on April 23, 2007 12:38 PM...................................................... That is too funny. By the way, I'm attending the Wine Spectator show in Atlantic City and Pinot Days in NY. I wonder what the East Coast natives would do to your car if you took up too much space. Yikes!!! Practice Safe Parking. Lol!!! Posted by: Andy Gamitian on April 27, 2007 04:07 PM...................................................... I love that note, tres tres SF! Posted by: Claire on April 30, 2007 03:58 PM...................................................... |
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