February 13th, 2003

It is imperitive that when you send someone to put quaters in the parking meter that you make sure that you first verify that he is capable of reading signs and understanding that arrows are written means for indicating direction.

Anyways, funny situation. Yesterday I was at the Galleria in white plains. For some reason Mario and Jenny thought it was better to eat at a McDonalds in a mall than at a McDonalds on East Tremont Avenue, so we drove past the latter and headed to the prior. After we sent Eric to drop some coins in the parking meter, I noticed a strange thing about that mall. Every theft prevention scanner I walked through would alarm. On first inspection, you'd associate my criminal behavior and accuse me of stealing, but I actually wasn't. To see what this possibly could be, I enlisted some help on IRC.


We couldn't come up with anything, so I turned to some reputable advice.


So, I'm stumped. After we left the place, we had made it 20 minutes back to the bronx when we had to turn around and go back to pay a three dollar parking ticket.