![]() “ Unbelievable!” Sophie jabbed at the window button and leaned over to yell at him. “Hey!” Sophie pounded her horn as the Bug driver whipped into her spot while pretending not to see her. She started to ease back when an old-model VW zipped up behind her. “Thank you,” she sighed, as she rolled past the spot, shifted into reverse and flipped her turn indicator. The green flag indicating time still left on the parking meter was the cherry on top of her lunchtime sundae. She was hot, hungry, and doomed to spend the better part of her lunch hour waiting in line at the registrar’s office.īut then she spotted it–a gleaming, perfect, gorgeously empty parking space not fifty feet in front of her. Or at least, she was in a bitchy mood at the moment. Parking on campus was a bitch and so was Sophie. ![]()
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