firegremlin wrote:I was solely responsible for my apartment complex instituting a "no inop. vehicles" rule.
Then I had them pay for towing my car to the tow yard and back for violating said rule, as they in turn violated the county's "48 hour warning necessary on unrestricted parking lots" rule.
Then they decided to introduce parking restrictions so that they can tow my cars at will, and keep me from parking all 7 of them. Fortunately, I have my work's parking lot nearby, and I'm now renting a detached garage, so I can still keep 3 crapcans around at any one time. I'll pick the ugliest ones so that I can annoy the office into making more stupid decisions. Still waiting on a "no cars with a roll-on paint job" rule.
Reasons why I swore I would never live in an apartment, ever again. I remember my first place in Laurel, MD. One day I was walking out to my '74 Satellite and found a yellow ticket-looking thing on it. It was from the "Please Department" (not making that up) asking me to fix the various drips and leaks from my car.
A guy who lived next door to me had a '77 Camaro (bitchin'!) and another fellow had a '78 T-bird; we used to park all of them together. It was the Malaise section of the parking lot. There was a crappy looking old Aramark truck we used to park next to, too.
Tunachuckers: 15 Years of Effluency
'08 - '10: 1966 Volvo 122, "Charlie"
'10 - '18: 1975 Ford LTD Landau --> 2018 - current: Converted into 1950 "Plymford"
'22 - current: 1967 Volvo 122, "Charlie ]["
