D, RJ, RJ's friend, and I went down to Fisherman's Wharf in San Fran today (pictures forthcoming). D and I parked the car at a 1hr, metered spot, and as we were headed to meet RJ and his friend, we saw a spot open up in the free, 4hr parking area. D runs to get the car and I stand in the spot.
Just before D turns the corner, this old guy in drives up in a Jetta. I wave him off. He then rolls down his window down as yells, "You can't save spots. You don't own the city you know!" Just then D pulls up and parks in the spot.
For a moment I felt bad. Then I remembered: the city is mine.
:)
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