I live in a neighborhood that is primarily street parking. It is a very popular neighborhood for tourists to visit, which makes parking increasingly difficult. When people hear where I live the first thing out of their mouth is “I bet it’s really difficult to find parking.” At 2pm on a sunny Saturday afternoon, yes, but for the most part I have very good parking karma.
And I finally figured out why I must have good parking karma. It’s because I don’t ever have dates. I’m pretty sure the karma gods have decided that for me, it is one or the other. A few weeks ago, I went through a very rough parking patch. I would drive around looking for a spot and was never able to find one. I started thinking that maybe this meant a date was coming my way. Alas, this was not to be. Instead of getting a date, I was once again able to find parking with relative ease.
Lucky for me, I’m pretty sure that parking is the right thing to have right now. Not being able to find a parking spot pisses me off a whole lot more than I imagine having a date would make me happy. So karma gods, bring on the open parking spaces.
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