I was traveling back from Manhattan only to hop off the train and see that I had a lovely little parking ticket waiting for me on my broken down Hyundai Elantra.
What could I have possibly done? Didn't pay the meter?
Oh wait, no. It's coming back to me now.
I sorta parked like a jerk but there were a lot of cars around me so I didn't think to do anything about it and hopped on my train.
Well, then all the cars moved and turns out I didn't park like a jerk. I parked like a total asshole.
Basically it looked EXACTLY like this, and then imagine all the other cars not there, and yeah I would have given myself a ticket too:
I blame my parents for never teaching me to parallel park.