Rant #3,295: Which Way is Up?

I went to the dentist yesterday, but it was my wife who ended up getting the root canal.

My son and I had our dental appointments back to back, so my wife drove us to the office after our son completed work.

There is limited parking directly in front of the office, but lots of municipal.parking lots a few steps away on both sides of the street.

Not finding a space in front of the office, I told my wife to park right around the corner in the closest municipal lot.

She parked the car, and my wife, our son and i--with my crutches--slowly waked to the office.

We were both done in record time, and my wife walked to the car so she could pull it in front of the office, which would allow me easier access to the car.

After about three minutes, I asked my son where his mother was--it should  have taken maybe a minute or so for her to get to the car and pull it right in front--amd then she finally pulled up, emerged from the car, and said--

"I GOT A TICKET!"

It was a parking ticket, and I was completely amazed 

The dental office and the municipal.psrking lot are both in our old town that we lived in for decades, and I have to tell you, I have parked in thst very lot about 23,674,374 times, and I never had a problem.

Evidently, with the dawn of the new yesr some 50 or so days ago, things have changed in this lot, and you now need a parking permit to park your car there.

I certainly had no idea about thos, and I apologized to my wife about telling her to park there, in particular because she wanted to park somewhere else before I directed her there.

I felt so bad about this thst I gave her money to pay the ticket, plus to pay for some gas.

To add insult to injury, you can only pay the ticket with a money order or a bank check, and not with a personal check.

I felt really bad about this entire episode, but as you can imagine, my wife was enraged about it.

I parked in this lot plenty of times without a second thought, but now, we know that we cannot park there anymore.

I am upset that it took my wife's bad luck to alert us to this change in parking when we go to the dentist.

Yup, once again, it's like pulling teeth.