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I scoured your car high and low for a handicap parking permit; seat, dash, visor, doors. It wasn't there, so you got a ticket. But then, you come and get me, pulling an innocent little-old lady attitude, and point to the permit sitting smack in the middle of the dash and tell me "Oh, it's all right dearie if you didn't see it' mistakes happen!" No, I didn't make a mistake, you're just a liar. Just TELL me "I'm sorry, I forgot it was in my glove box." I don't mind taking the ticket back, but do NOT imply that I'm an idiot.
Wait a second, I'm looking closer at your permit and see that it's a color copy glued to cardboard. Sorry, I can't take that - do you have your wallet card? No, sorry. You'll have to bring the paperwork proving you have a permit to the police department within 10-days. Where? The local police on X street. Yes if you don't you'll have to pay a fine. Yes you have to go there. No you can't pay me. No I can't take you're word for it that you have the real permit in your other car; I hear that a lot. Have a nice day.
Wait a second, I'm looking closer at your permit and see that it's a color copy glued to cardboard. Sorry, I can't take that - do you have your wallet card? No, sorry. You'll have to bring the paperwork proving you have a permit to the police department within 10-days. Where? The local police on X street. Yes if you don't you'll have to pay a fine. Yes you have to go there. No you can't pay me. No I can't take you're word for it that you have the real permit in your other car; I hear that a lot. Have a nice day.
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