Dear Robbins Parking,
While you so graciously gave my dad a $25 ticket for parking 15 whole minutes longer than he should have, little did you know that a nurse was explaing to him that my mum, who is battling terminal lung cancer, will need surgery and need to stop chemotherapy until fully healed. Little did you realize that this is a blow to us already, as she’s had to stop treatment for a whole month and this is her last shot for the two years that they have given her to live.
You make me sick. You think that 15 whole minutes at 8 pm is going to make a difference in your petty little world? You can seriously take your handheld device and shove it. I am sick of your company preying on the ill, the stressed and the worried.
But hey, you’re just doing your job, right? You just caught one more person “seriously violating” parking rules, unlike the douchbags that can’t park within the lines, right?
I hope you enjoy your evening as well.
WHEN SOMEONE ASKS HOW I PLAN TO SUPPORT MY BOOK HABIT
I’m just like: