Parking woes
Nov. 14th, 2002 10:32 amOkay, so for the last two years, I've been parking in the same parking lot right behind our building. I'm full time staff, I've got to be here all day, isn't that reasonable? Evidently not. I go out to my car yesterday, and I have a ticket. WTF? Hello, yes, a ticket. Evidently I was parked without a valid sticker, my sticker was expired, and I was parked in two parking spaces according to the ticket. Someone was -so- on crack. I was parked very firmly in the center of one parking space. My sticker is supposed to be good for my entire employment at DTCC. Granted, it isn't the exact one I should have, but that's because they've never -had- the one I should have. I've always been told 'oh, that one'll do just fine'. Okay, so I take the ticket into Security, all sweetness and light. The guy at the desk? A doll. He's my new hero. He scratched the ticket for me, and made arrangements for me to -finally- get the right parking sticker after being here two and a half years.
So then a parade of Security lead by the Chief of Security comes in to our Center today, and informs us that no, only our Director can park in the lot behind our building. The rest of us poor schmucks get to go battle it out with the students for parking. Okay, yeah, I have a parking space. Up on the top of the third floor of the parking deck, significantly farther away than most of the students park, particularly if they get there at 8am like me. So I'm parking in generic staff parking, which is ironically across the street from my building.
I wouldn't be half as irritated if regular students didn't park in the lot beside us all the time.
It's also another day of The Phone That Never Stops Ringing. That's a horror movie in the making, right there. ;)
So then a parade of Security lead by the Chief of Security comes in to our Center today, and informs us that no, only our Director can park in the lot behind our building. The rest of us poor schmucks get to go battle it out with the students for parking. Okay, yeah, I have a parking space. Up on the top of the third floor of the parking deck, significantly farther away than most of the students park, particularly if they get there at 8am like me. So I'm parking in generic staff parking, which is ironically across the street from my building.
I wouldn't be half as irritated if regular students didn't park in the lot beside us all the time.
It's also another day of The Phone That Never Stops Ringing. That's a horror movie in the making, right there. ;)