Last night I went to dinner with my family in order to celebrate my step-daughter's 19th birthday. It was close to downtown, so naturally parking was a bit of a struggle. I pulled up to Marcella's and dropped my wife off at the door. Directly across the street was what appeared to be a parking area with meters, so I jutted across the street and pulled into the lot....curious about the parking attendant that was telling the car in front of me where to park. I pulled up and gave me the skinny - "You can't park in the front or the middle...if you park in the middle, you'll get towed...park in the back...and if you have any spare change, I'd really appreciate a little."
Ah, okay...now I get it. Great service though. I'm dense enough that I wouldn't notice the difference and end up with no car.
I reached into my change pile and grabbed what I could - put enough for 2 hours in the meter, and went over to the guy and told him "Thank you - you get whatever change didn't go into the meter." This man was the most gracious pan-handler I've ever encountered. He was truly thankful.....and told me that he loved me :)
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