My version of Parking Ticket

Here is another old one that again, I modified and think it’s funny enough to share

The other day I went downtown to run a few errands. I went into the local coffee shop for a snack.

I was only there for about 5 minutes, and when I came out, there was a cop writing out a parking ticket.

I said to him, ‘Come on, man, how about giving a retired person abreak?’

He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. His insensitivity annoyed me, so I called him a ‘Nazi.’

He glared at me and then wrote out another ticket for having worn tires.

So I proceeded to call him a ‘doughnut eating Gestapo.’

He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first.

Then he wrote a third ticket when I called him a ‘moron in blue.’

This went on for about 20 minutes. The more I talked back to him the more tickets he wrote.

Personally, I didn’t really care.

My car was across the street. The car that he was putting the tickets on had one of those bumper stickers that said, ‘Baby on Board’ – I hate these bumper stickers.

I try to have a little fun each day now that I’m heading toward retirement.

The doctor tells me that it’s important for my health.

Another story shared with you by Teddy Burriss – I hope you enjoyed it.

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