Back when I worked at a movie theatre, I had a co-irker who seemed to think that one of the handicapped spots was her personal parking space. She was an older lady with a slew of health problems and considered herself handicapped.
About once every two weeks, she'd get a ticket for parking in the handicapped space. After a couple months of this, the police towed and impounded her car for unpaid parking tickets. She finally got her handicapped permit in the process of fighting the tickets, impounding, and pending license revocation.
What amused the rest of us who worked there to no end was that with the location of the time clock, offices, and the layout of the lobby, she had to walk nearly four times as far at shift beginning and close because of parking in the front vs coming in the back door like every other employee.
About once every two weeks, she'd get a ticket for parking in the handicapped space. After a couple months of this, the police towed and impounded her car for unpaid parking tickets. She finally got her handicapped permit in the process of fighting the tickets, impounding, and pending license revocation.
What amused the rest of us who worked there to no end was that with the location of the time clock, offices, and the layout of the lobby, she had to walk nearly four times as far at shift beginning and close because of parking in the front vs coming in the back door like every other employee.
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