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    Methinks You Had Too Much Faith in the Alarm

    -Friendly Neighborhood Towing, LTR speaking
    -You just towed my car from Cram-a-Grad apartments!
    -Blue Mercedes C230? Maryland tags?
    -Yes! Why didn’t you stop when the alarm went off?
    -Excuse me?
    -I heard the alarm go off, so I looked out the window and your guy was standing there next to the car, with the alarm going off, and he still towed it!
    -Well it didn’t have a permit to be there
    -You didn’t stop because of the alarm?
    -No, why would we?
    -Well, the alarm was clearly going off.
    -Yes, yes it was, I think it still is come to think of it, but don’t worry, it’ll shut off by itself eventually.
    -You towed a car with the alarm on?
    -Yep, no reason we can’t, heck, I’ve towed back cars with the engines still running.

    The conversation got real quiet after that.

    Karma Came A-Knocking!

    There’s one person who’s been pissing me off quite a bit around here lately. A quintessential spoiled brat with a Lexus RX350 with a vanity tag (Her first name, “LACI”, how original) who likes to visit her boyfriend at his apartment all the time, and feels it beneath her to get a parking pass. Problem is, her boyfriend lives on the ground floor of the building, so it’s impossible to tow her car because every time you pull into the lot, even the quietest truck in the fleet makes enough racket that he hears you coming and jumps out the window and stands between the truck and her car until she can hop in it and take off. The lot is monitored by people from the apartment, and they’ve put dozens of tickets on this car, but because we can’t actually get it towed, we can’t collect on those tickets, and she knows it. The last time we tried, she smirked as she drove off telling us “you’ll never get me so you should just give up”.

    Well, with the economy being as rough as it’s been the last few years, a few of the smaller property companies in this town have gone out of business and sold their interests to some of the larger companies. As a result, we’ve picked up a few extra lots this fall we didn’t have before.

    One of them is where SHE lives.

    We just started towing from there last night

    Guess who can’t get her car back until she pays over $290 in delinquent tickets?

    Yup.

    Does anyone even know what honesty is anymore?

    So for the past 2 weeks, there’s this crazy lady I towed (well, got a drop out of) who keeps calling in wanting to know when they’re going to discipline me for having a “sarcastic attitude” that she didn’t appreciate. The only thing I remember about the call was after she paid the $60 she asked me if I liked my job, I told her I loved it. Ever since then, she’s been calling.
    - They say nothing good happens at 2AM, they're right, I happen at 2AM.

  • #2
    Oh man the first 2 had me laughing. I have to admit I'm really enjoying your posts.

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    • #3
      For the first one.

      "No but see if my alarm goes off you can't stop me from doing something illegal and stuff so um yeah in fact my alarm renders search warrants null and void"

      For the second

      BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! Seriously where do these people get their misguided sense of entitlement?

      For the Third

      So what were you supposed to do tell her, "No ma'am I hate my job and since it's what you want to hear yes I do feel it was morally wrong for me to work for a company that actually enforces the rules. It would be better if you got to choose what rules you follow.

      I swear this stems from high school where if you were of a certain level of popularity, at least at my school, the administration not only expected you to not follow the rules unless you wanted to but would penalize less popular kids for doing the same.
      Last edited by jackfaire; 11-11-2009, 11:33 AM.

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      • #4
        *snerk* Oh how I love your stories.
        A lion however, will only devour your corpse, whereas an SC is not sated until they have destroyed your soul. (Quote per infinitemonkies)

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        • #5
          I love your stories! Need more!
          "If anyone wants this old box containing the broken bits of my former faith in humanity, I'll take your best offer now. You may be able to salvage a few of em' for parts..... " - Quote by Argabarga

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          • #6
            Quoth Argabarga View Post
            -I heard the alarm go off, so I looked out the window and your guy was standing there next to the car, with the alarm going off, and he still towed it!
            I like how he knew the tow person was there and couldn't be arsed to get his ass down and at least check.

            And how could he manage to miss the alarm fading in the distance as his car was towed away?
            Quoth Argabarga View Post
            Guess who can’t get her car back until she pays over $290 in delinquent tickets?
            *snrk*

            Oh, that's just so beautiful.

            *wipes tear from eye*

            ^-.-^
            Faith is about what you do. It's about aspiring to be better and nobler and kinder than you are. It's about making sacrifices for the good of others. - Dresden

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            • #7
              I love listening to your stories. I'm one of the guys on the other end who calls up the tow company to give tours of the yard to people who ignore warning and continue to park illegally.


              Maybe I should write some stories here...

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              • #8
                Quoth Argabarga View Post

                -Friendly Neighborhood Towing, LTR speaking
                -You just towed my car from Cram-a-Grad apartments!
                -Blue Mercedes C230? Maryland tags?
                -Yes! Why didn’t you stop when the alarm went off?
                -Excuse me?
                -I heard the alarm go off, so I looked out the window and your guy was standing there next to the car, with the alarm going off, and he still towed it!
                -Well it didn’t have a permit to be there
                -You didn’t stop because of the alarm?
                -No, why would we?
                -Well, the alarm was clearly going off.
                -Yes, yes it was, I think it still is come to think of it, but don’t worry, it’ll shut off by itself eventually.
                -You towed a car with the alarm on?
                It's not so bad once you turn on the radio/mp3 player loud enough to drown out the alarm.

                Oh wait, were you referring to the special rule that says if the alarm goes off then the tow is canceled? Unfortunately that's only Valid on months where Friday the 13th's falls on a tuesday.

                Quoth Raveni View Post
                I love listening to your stories. I'm one of the guys on the other end who calls up the tow company to give tours of the yard to people who ignore warning and continue to park illegally.


                Maybe I should write some stories here...
                Yes.
                How was I supposed to know someone was slipping you Birth Control in the food I've been making for you lately?

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                • #9
                  Stories like this are why I'm quicky becoming hooked on Parking Wars.
                  That is so full of suck Dyson doesn't know how they did it - shankyknitter

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                  • #10
                    Ah, how nostalgic these stories make me for my Kinko's days, when I was in charge of having illegal parks towed out of the lot.

                    I was always so happy on those days when I managed to get a lot of cars. Giddy, even. It was a game to me.

                    The screaming, the crying, the swearing. My reliable tow man, Ray, ever unflappable, the fasted car-snatcher ever to drive a rig. The red tags of shame, glued relentlessly to the asses of cars with cheap cello tape, proudly stating "Tow Me!"

                    Sigh.

                    I almost got a tear in my frigging eye just now.

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                    • #11
                      Quoth RecoveringKinkoid View Post
                      ... The red tags of shame, glued relentlessly to the asses of cars with cheap cello tape, proudly stating "Grab Me Here!"
                      ...
                      Enhanced visuals
                      I am not an a**hole. I am a hemorrhoid. I irritate a**holes!
                      Procrastination: Forward planning to insure there is something to do tomorrow.
                      Derails threads faster than a pocket nuke.

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                      • #12
                        Quoth Sonoma View Post
                        Stories like this are why I'm quicky becoming hooked on Parking Wars.
                        I'm glad you mentioned this!

                        I also found the game on Facebook!
                        Teach a SC to fish... and they will whine about you not catching, filleting, frying, and serving it up on a silver platter for them. - EvilEmpryss

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                        • #13
                          Quoth dalesys View Post
                          Enhanced visuals
                          Heheheheh....On cold days, I would keep the tape in my armpit to keep it warm. Then when I had a mark, I'd very quickly slap the "tow tag" (a full size sheet of Kinko's Rocket Red, with a pic of a tow truck on it and the words "Tow Me!") on there and completely tape down the edges. Cold window glass +cheap cello tape = you ain't getting that bitch off without a razor scraper.

                          They would sometimes get back to their car before Ray could hit it, see the tag, and go apoplectic. Their plan was always obviously to snatch off the tag, wad it up, toss it in my lot, and then roar off, right? Well, what always happened was that they would go to snatch the tag and not be able to find a place to grab it. I'd sealed the edges. So then instead of their big, sweeping histrionic gesture of snatching it off, they sit there and pick at the tape, which at that point comes off molecule by molecule, with their fingernails. That takes forever, so now they got this tantrum and no place to throw it. So they stand there, scream obscenities at me as I smirked and waved for a bit, then jump in their car and roar off with everyone laughing at the red tag on their ass and their inability to remove it in the midst of their pitching a fit.

                          So even if Ray didn't make the tow, they at least got to suffer some indignation.

                          Those were the days, all right.

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                          • #14
                            Kink, you crack me up! That was great.

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                            • #15
                              Quoth jackfaire View Post
                              For the second

                              BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! Seriously where do these people get their misguided sense of entitlement?
                              From Mommy and Daddy

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