As I left the office tonight, I found a parking ticket on my car. I had parked by the "no parking beyond this point" sign and had a portion of the vehicle past the imaginary line. I had noticed this as I left the vehicle this morning, but there were many others much past the line and I just walked away. So, yes it is my fault. The irritation was that the car in front of me in the row was a full car width past me. We were both 'over the line' yet I got the ticket and they didn't. <sigh> I will pay without complaint as I was over the line, but . . . So, how was I different than the others who had 'complained' to me today. It is all about convenience. I was the one who broke a town statute and was fined; those with concerns voiced to me didn't break a rule. However, we both have the power to deal with the issues ourselves. I can park with greater care and they can read the document in question and make alterations at their end.
Needless to say, I heard a lyric in my head once I'd worked my way through these conundrums. I had forgotten who had first recorded this song. I have chosen a version by a different group of people, but with some strong links to the first singer I'd heard years ago. There is a lot of imagery in the lyrics, but the chorus line says it all for me today. Enjoy!
Garden Party -- Matthew, Gunner and Sam Nelson
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