

Stacy from New York City
Many years ago I had an old stick shift car that I used to park on the streets in NYC. One night I parked on one of the avenues that has meters, but you can park there free after 7pm until 9am. It was around 9pm when I parked there. The next day, I came back to my car to see that it had two parking tickets and it was parked in front of two fire hydrants -- not the space I parked it in! Someone had pushed my car from the space behind it, where I was parked, to the spot in front of me which clearly was a non parking space (because of the two fire hydrants!). I had the stick shift in neutral and they just pushed it forward and parked in my space!
I went to traffic court to contest the tickets (I wasn't stupid enough to park in front of two fire hydrants!) and told the judge that someone pushed my car -- and you could acutally see hand prints on the car where someone had been pushing it . . . They didn't make me pay the fine -- they never heard that story before . . .
I never left the car in neutral again after that . . .!
Glynis
One evening, my husband and I found the best parking spot near the restaurant we were dining at. It had plenty of room, was near a beautiful tree, just a perfect parking spot. When we finished dinner and returned to our car, both us us were "hit" with droppings from birds flying over us and the car was covered in bird droppings from the hundreds of crows perched in the tree above our car. We became quickly aware of why the parking spot near the tree was vacant. We had to make a trip to the car wash before we headed home. What a mess!
Kelly from New Jersey
While visiting a friend in Manhattan, I left my car overnight at a metered space that I just assumed started working around seven or eight like parking meters in every sane city in America. So I got up early and fed the meter but didn't have enough change for the full time, so I went and got coffee, read the paper for the bit, and came back *before* it expired to find a tow truck about to haul my car away. Apparently, there was a sign about thirty miles away that said that the meters magically become tow-away zone from 7:31 to 9:03 or some insane thing I'd never heard of. The guy let me go with just a ticket (plus a lot of yelling), but if I hadn't come back at that exact moment, I would have been picking my car up at the pier.
Paul from Poughkeepsie
So I was parking like I always do at the metronorth in poughkeepsie, and it was early in the winter, and there was like a tiny practically invisible bit of snow on the ground from the night before but the lot was almost full, so I park in one of the spots in the back with snow restrictions. as I'm walking away, a parking lot enforcer or whatever starts telling me I have to move my car. I'm like, there are no other spots, and it's cold, and there's hardly any snow. he's like, "snow on the ground means snow on the ground" and starts writing me a ticket. I see some lady walking by, and I'm like, see, anyone can see this is ridiculous, and I tell her what's going on, but I guess she was a real stickler (maybe she like worked for the city or something), but all she says is, "snow on the ground means snow on the ground," and the parking guy just looks at me, smirking. so I say fine and move my car to the street.