In Bad Company
(I come home to find a taxicab parked in my parking spot. I didn’t order a taxi, and no one is in the cab. I call the taxicab company and they try to figure it out, but after an hour, I’m getting upset. So I call a local towing company and explain.)
Me: “Hello, there’s a yellow taxi in my driveway and I need it towed away.”
Towing: “HA HA HA! NO, we can’t tow a taxi cab! That’s PRIVATE PROPERTY! Call their company!”
Me: “I already did and they couldn’t figure it out. I need to park!”
Towing: “Sorry! Can’t help!” *click*
Me: “…”
(Eventually I had to park in the visitor’s space, which is much farther away. Seems to me like the towing company is always eager to tow private citizens’ cars, but not from a company! Anyone could slap a fake company’s name on their car and not have it towed!)
Question of the Week
What is the most wholesome experience you’ve ever had?