I Might Be a Felon...

Well.  It's been an eventful night around these parts, and I probably shouldn't be blogging about these events quite yet, but it's too hilarious not to.  I am quite pleased with myself, although I probably won't be when I get arrested.

Here's what went down.

My dear friend Kathy and I decided that we needed to partake in some tacos and queso at a fabulous restaurant that happens to be located on the University of Kentucky's campus.  We forgot that there was a basketball game (for which most of the city actually shuts down)  and that subsequently parking would be a nightmare as would driving or walking or any form of transportation that doesn't involve moving at a snail's pace in a sea of blue and white.

So. I did it.  I pulled an illegal and parked in a student parking lot so that I could get some tacos, all the while, thinking to myself, "eh. It's after 7, they won't be checking the lots for permits." Kathy even rings in with, "Yeah, I've parked here a hundred times and never gotten a ticket." Excellent. Taco time.

After some delightful tacos, which seriously people, if you are ever around a Local Taco...you for real need to try them, we head back to the car where I am hit with this burst of Christmas joy:

That's right. $25 made payable to the University of Kentucky parking people (not really the people part, but I actually did not read it closely enough to see who to make the check out to).  

Well, you're talking to the girl who has a $23 library fine currently and rather than pay it, chooses not to check out books.  I'm pretty sure I also have a similar situation at the Gas City public library in Indiana, but since I never plan to check out books again from there...I consider it a moot point.  Basically, there wasn't an ice cube's chance in my grandma's thanksgiving ready oven of me paying that ticket.  Also. I googled it, they can't do anything to you until you have at least 6 unpaid tickets and then they will tow your car and since I'm not a student at UK they can't threaten me with held transcripts or not graduating or my first born or anything along those lines.  I planned to throw it away. Until this happened:

Remember that UK game I mentioned? Well, I happen to live within prime walking distance of Rupp Arena where they play and if I don't hunker down in my parking spot behind my apartment, butt heads like these losers will take my spot and force me to find street parking and semi risk my life walking back to my apartment in ball game traffic.  Needless to say I was a little peeved.  I considered having them towed, but really the game was almost over and they would be gone by the time the tow truck got here.  So instead, I did this: 

I figure the worst thing that could happen is that UK actually gets their 25 bucks if these people are stupid enough to realize they aren't in the car described on the ticket. Which they could be, considering they were stupid enough to park in a private residential lot.  

All in a day's work my friends, all in a day's work.  

Now. Be a doll and don't rat me out.  

Peace, Love and Delinquency, 

Claire