A sign of the times

I pulled into a shaded parking place right next to the door to the bank. I walked (well, actually limped) into the bank and was greeted immediately by an available teller. (No, he didn’t come to me where the sign told me to wait for him.)

My transaction was quick. I was back out to my car within about four minutes. Only then did I realize I had parked right in front of a 30 MINUTE PARKING sign. So, I had to wait twenty six minutes before I could leave.

Some things just set you back on your day.

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