Parking Tickets


I went to the store the other day. I was only in there for about five minutes, and when I came out there was a motorcycle cop writing a parking ticket. So I went up to him and said, “Come on officer, how about giving a guy a break?”

He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. So I called him a pencil-necked Nazi. he glared at me and started writing another ticket for having an expired inspection sticker. So I called him a horse face. He finished the second ticket and put it on the car with the first. Then he started writing a third ticket! This went on for about 20 minutes.

The more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote. But I didn’t care. My car was parked around the corner.

Of course, none of this really happened. But I tell it to make a point. Sometimes our anger is aimed at the wrong person.

In my story, the officer took out his frustration on the wrong guy. I’ve learned two things in my 29 years of life. Hurting people hurt people, and the issue is never the issue.


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