Let me start with my story about how I got my moms car towed.
I came home from an overnight trip to Long Island and was in a bit of a tired daze. I had to go right to work at Rosa so I parked the car and went on to the train. I get out of the subway and I have a voicemail from my mom asking where the car key was because my brother saw that I parked in the wrong spot. I obviously had it on me so there was nothing that could be done. My brother wrote a note for the person to see, and it said "Sorry, be back at 7. If needed, park in 330." At 7:30 im in work but I get about 3 missed calls from my brother and my mom and 2 voicemails and then I get a text. Its from my mom and it says, "The car isn't here, it got towed!". I run to the bathroom to call her. She was so upset she didnt even want to talk. The voicemail from my brother was pretty harsh. I try to forget about it till I get home at 2am. I talk to my mom and get the information and will deal with it Friday AFTER my job interview.
The next day I go to my interview in the city. It's always great to wake up early, spend 40 plus minutes getting to the city, interviewing for 5, and then spending more time going home, especially when you have something like a towed car to deal with. I stopped at the office to see if I could get some info out of them because this whole situation is making me furious. We live in a private community, gated parking lot where there was a note on the car and it was 3 spots over, there is no reason someoen should get towed out of their own parking lot like that. When I get to the office the new chic tells me she did it. I was clearly mad and she could tell. I just dont understand how this happens. We are paying for a service in this building where if a situation like this does occur, it can be attempted to be handled first before taking action like a tow truck! What she informed me about made me even more enfuriated. She tells me the women came home at 6:30. Saw the note, did not care. She insisted on calling to get the car removed. The office tried calling our apt but no one picked up (obviously!) and since this is her spot, she can do what she wants. I asked that since the note said 7, and it was already 6:30, I dont know why someone in the office did not suggest she wait and possibly just park the 3 spots over and see if it gets moved. They said she wasnt hearing of it, she assumed the note was some kind of sick joke. She was very pissed becuase people park in her spot all the time and then they suggested it was me which made me more pissed. She then tells me I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I said, well what time did the tow truck come? She said 7:10. I said, my mother got home and called at 7:25. This is bullshit. She apologized and said she will explain the situation to the women. THANKS! Then she was like, did you get your car back? I said no, I had to go get it and teared up so I was like, this is rediculous and left. I AM SO MAD! What kind of "neighbor" does that to someone?!? I've really been trying to apply my whole being nice to everyone thing but its very hard when other people are just so evil. I cant even fully express my anger at this situation.
I turn around and I took the train again to Harrison. Refused to pay for the train ticket. Go to the ATM, get the car. All's well I guess. I pull in at home and there is a car parked in my spot! The irony! As im stampeding back to the office, I call my brother just cuz I had this feeling he may know who was parked there and sure enough his friend was over and it was his. My brother for some reason didnt even think that maybe this would not be a great idea. Wow just add to the stress.
I would like to just move on from this but its awkward and hard to forget about it when the car of this women is parked right in front of the door to exit. So every time I leave the apartment I have to look at it and it reminds me what a cunt this person is and how hard I have to try not to key her shitty car!
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