Nancy: Good morning, Parking Department.
Young Pompous British Man (30 years old): Hi…I’m downtown at a parking meter, and it’s not working. I’m in a RUSH, need to get to the library NOW..and I’m not moving my car and finding another spot.......... so what now?
(Slight pause)
Nancy: Okay. I can take your license plate and the number of the meter, and then you won’t get a ticket. I’ll have the meter fixed.
(30): My plate is XXX XXX and the meter number is 30.
Nancy: Okay, and how much money did you put into the meter?
(30): Money? Uhhhh. Oh, Right.Yes. Of course. Money. Well….well…there’s the problem then….Sorry bout that. Thank you!
*Hangs up*
Young Pompous British Man (30 years old): Hi…I’m downtown at a parking meter, and it’s not working. I’m in a RUSH, need to get to the library NOW..and I’m not moving my car and finding another spot.......... so what now?
(Slight pause)
Nancy: Okay. I can take your license plate and the number of the meter, and then you won’t get a ticket. I’ll have the meter fixed.
(30): My plate is XXX XXX and the meter number is 30.
Nancy: Okay, and how much money did you put into the meter?
(30): Money? Uhhhh. Oh, Right.Yes. Of course. Money. Well….well…there’s the problem then….Sorry bout that. Thank you!
*Hangs up*
No comments:
Post a Comment