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Not long ago I was parking in one of those pay-yourself lots downtown at night to go to the comedy club.
They've got these machines you stick your credit card (or cash) in and it gives you a ticket to put on your dash.
The damn thing ate my credit card!
I just stood there with my mouth open for a minute. I could even SEE it way back in the slot but it wouldn't go in or out.
OK, now imagine seeing a guy in a darkened parking lot under one dim street lamp trying to jimmy a parking machine with a pocket knife.
Luckily I managed to work the CC back out with my SOG Autoclip.
The BEST PART was that we beat the machine and got $7.00 parking for $1.00.
My girlfriend had a few crinkled bills. The first one went in and registered, "$1.00". The second one went in and came back out but still registered... "$2.00". So we just kept feeding it this wrinkled old dollar. Each time it would register another dollar... "$3.00"... "$4.00"... "$5.00"... and spitting the dollar back out.
He-he. I WIN!
They've got these machines you stick your credit card (or cash) in and it gives you a ticket to put on your dash.
The damn thing ate my credit card!
I just stood there with my mouth open for a minute. I could even SEE it way back in the slot but it wouldn't go in or out.
OK, now imagine seeing a guy in a darkened parking lot under one dim street lamp trying to jimmy a parking machine with a pocket knife.
Luckily I managed to work the CC back out with my SOG Autoclip.
The BEST PART was that we beat the machine and got $7.00 parking for $1.00.
My girlfriend had a few crinkled bills. The first one went in and registered, "$1.00". The second one went in and came back out but still registered... "$2.00". So we just kept feeding it this wrinkled old dollar. Each time it would register another dollar... "$3.00"... "$4.00"... "$5.00"... and spitting the dollar back out.
He-he. I WIN!
