A Day in Berkeley: Parking and Porno
For dull reasons involving lying in and comp time, I ended up spending the day in Berkeley. For much of the day I sat in the public health library, which is a nice quiet place to pump out a silly little feature I reported nearly a week ago. That mission was accomplished without much fuss.
Incidental things, like parking, turned out to be big productions. See, parking is at a premium in Berkeley, but we have found a lot that usually has spaces. I will not be telling anyone where this lot is, for obvious reasons. The real issue is expense. My initial purchase of four hours ($6) was not going to be enough, but I just had issues with pre-paying $10 for parking when anything could happen. Anyway, when I went back to lot to parking lot to buy more time, someone asked if I wanted the last 90 minutes of her time. Certainly I did, but I had already fed $5 into the machine. Simple. I'd just cancel it. But instead of giving the money back, it spat a receipt saying it owed me $5. There was a phone number above the machine, so I called it. They told me to come to the office. The office is a depressing place, and was full of students and staff straightening out their parking permits. So I wanted to redeem my coupon, which apparently is not a common request. The woman at my window had no clue how to do it. While I filled out my form, she planned her vacation to Vegas. In the end it all worked out, and feeling good about myself, I strolled back to the library up $5.
Between the door and study carrels were a bank of computers that were pretty much occupied all day with students checking their e-mail and doing adminstrative chores. But there was one guy who spent his time looking at asspig.com. I know this because of the big letters at the top of the screen and the naked asses staring out from his computer screen. I sort of admire the guy for being that brazen, saying "here I am, looking at porn on a public computer in front of everybody." On the other hand, gross.
Incidental things, like parking, turned out to be big productions. See, parking is at a premium in Berkeley, but we have found a lot that usually has spaces. I will not be telling anyone where this lot is, for obvious reasons. The real issue is expense. My initial purchase of four hours ($6) was not going to be enough, but I just had issues with pre-paying $10 for parking when anything could happen. Anyway, when I went back to lot to parking lot to buy more time, someone asked if I wanted the last 90 minutes of her time. Certainly I did, but I had already fed $5 into the machine. Simple. I'd just cancel it. But instead of giving the money back, it spat a receipt saying it owed me $5. There was a phone number above the machine, so I called it. They told me to come to the office. The office is a depressing place, and was full of students and staff straightening out their parking permits. So I wanted to redeem my coupon, which apparently is not a common request. The woman at my window had no clue how to do it. While I filled out my form, she planned her vacation to Vegas. In the end it all worked out, and feeling good about myself, I strolled back to the library up $5.
Between the door and study carrels were a bank of computers that were pretty much occupied all day with students checking their e-mail and doing adminstrative chores. But there was one guy who spent his time looking at asspig.com. I know this because of the big letters at the top of the screen and the naked asses staring out from his computer screen. I sort of admire the guy for being that brazen, saying "here I am, looking at porn on a public computer in front of everybody." On the other hand, gross.
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