NoOneIsIllegal
14th March 2012, 17:53
Fuck the police.
I was doing some major hanging with friends late into the morning. I stepped out to my car at 3:30am and drove it down the street for a brief errand. Once the partying has all stopped and we all decided to go home (this is around 6:00am), we step aside. I start walking up to my car. Where is it?
I walk down the street. What the fuck?
My heart immediately sank.
I hate talking to cops, but I had to call 911 to report my car was stolen. This was fucked up. After telling the address, description, and everything, I get a phone call a few minute later. The 911 dispatch is telling me my car was fucking towed by the city because my registration was expired.
Wait a second... That little sticker at the top-right-hand corner of your license plate, THAT THING?! A cop managed to actually drive by, and somehow with precise vision, saw the 2 square-inch sticker was expired by a few weeks? Instead of writing a ticket, they get the city to fucking tow it away and impound it!
The dispatcher said if I had been parked on the drive-way (deemed "private property") and not the street (deemed "public space"), it couldnt have been towed.
Now, I got a ride to the impound, only find out just the towing itself will cost me $145. A $25 charge will be tacked on for everyday.
Now I'm here at my apartment, about to walk to the DMV 6 miles away (12 miles total, uggghhh) because all my friends are either working or at school. The DMV closes at 4 and everyone I talked to gets out of work at 5, 6, 7...
Now I have to walk 12 miles, then go straight into work after that for an 8 hour shift. There's no way I could get back to the impound, so i'm already looking at a bare minimum of $170
all because of a fucking sticker.
I was doing some major hanging with friends late into the morning. I stepped out to my car at 3:30am and drove it down the street for a brief errand. Once the partying has all stopped and we all decided to go home (this is around 6:00am), we step aside. I start walking up to my car. Where is it?
I walk down the street. What the fuck?
My heart immediately sank.
I hate talking to cops, but I had to call 911 to report my car was stolen. This was fucked up. After telling the address, description, and everything, I get a phone call a few minute later. The 911 dispatch is telling me my car was fucking towed by the city because my registration was expired.
Wait a second... That little sticker at the top-right-hand corner of your license plate, THAT THING?! A cop managed to actually drive by, and somehow with precise vision, saw the 2 square-inch sticker was expired by a few weeks? Instead of writing a ticket, they get the city to fucking tow it away and impound it!
The dispatcher said if I had been parked on the drive-way (deemed "private property") and not the street (deemed "public space"), it couldnt have been towed.
Now, I got a ride to the impound, only find out just the towing itself will cost me $145. A $25 charge will be tacked on for everyday.
Now I'm here at my apartment, about to walk to the DMV 6 miles away (12 miles total, uggghhh) because all my friends are either working or at school. The DMV closes at 4 and everyone I talked to gets out of work at 5, 6, 7...
Now I have to walk 12 miles, then go straight into work after that for an 8 hour shift. There's no way I could get back to the impound, so i'm already looking at a bare minimum of $170
all because of a fucking sticker.