I just got my first ticket ever. My 25th birthday is two weeks from today. I almost made it 25 years without getting a ticket.
Of course, it’s only a $25 parking ticket, but still.
I am unnecessarily devastated about this. I started crying.
I DIDN’T KNOW YOU HAD TO PAY TO PARK ON THE STREET!
Thank you, “Officer Allen”, for ruining my day. What could have cost me $0.25 if I would have just read the sign I parked next to has now cost me $25.00 + a perfectly good stamp.
(Sad, deep sigh.)
I got the ticket exactly 25 minutes ago, and my $25 check is already in the mail.
Maybe 25 is my unlucky number.
Oh, I am so sad.