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Sooo, when you work in a parking booth for 29 hours a week, sometimes taking on 12 hour shifts, you have a lot of spare time on your hands. You find ways to entertain yourself. Some coworkers become bored and take it upon themselves to leave their box and talk to me for hours on end in spite of the fact that I drop (not-so) subtle hints that I'm REALLY into a book that I'm reading.

I however, have found quite the eclectic variety of modes of entertainment. From rom-com marathons to reading for pleasure to researching for a thesis to playing bananagrams a la solitaire (and don't forget the off-pitch solos that I break into when listening to the Juanes cd that I just purchased), I've found it all.

Between all my moments of hardly working, I help the occasional client exiting the parking lot. After some time (hardly) working here, I've come to realize a few things about the different "characters" who park at the lot. This blog is the home of the descriptions of these characters as well as random anecdotes and quotes that I find amusing. Because after all, you've got to entertain yourself somehow. :)




Friday, June 7, 2013

SO MANY SHEEPLE

The most common character of the parking lot is "the sheeple" (sheep + people). These are the guys who will follow the person in front of them into the lane with the biggest line, even though both are open (and there is a sign right in front of them that clearly states that) and the other lane is empty.  Sometimes they don't even notice my spastically waving arm hanging out of the window to signal that yes, there is somebody in here, and yes, they are alive and ready to take some parking tickets (that last part should be read in a dramatic, superhero-esque voice). Every time I see this I just want to face palm and cry over the sheep-like state of the human condition. Seriously people it's getting really creepy seeing car after car after car follow each other (Yes, I'm talking to you mister red convertible that just pulled into my already full lane while the other lane remains wide open). I'm starting to feel like the mentalist from Now You See Me because I can predict which lane people are going to go into (Is it possible to "read" cars?)

There are some sheeple that you have to watch out for as a parking attendant. Those are the ones that get sheepled into the other lane, and while stuck between two cars, investigate the other booth (yours) to double check that they aren't missing out on the (not-so) secret "express lane". They get pretty grumpy if they see you, so here are some pieces of advice for what to do to avoid eye contact:

1) Pretend to read
2) turn off all the lights and act like nobody's home
or the fool-proof one...
3) duck

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