I got lucky today. I had a meeting that was supposed to last from 1:00 to 4:00, or one full parking meter worth of time -- but the meeting ran about 10 minutes long. As I walked toward my car I could see the meter enforcement agent man standing behind my Rover entering my license plate into his infernal hand held device. I was all friendly and nice as I said that it must not be my lucky day and he said that maybe it was since he hadn't entered the ticket yet, and then he didn't give me a ticket after all. Wowza. That never happens. I guess all those random quarters I've put into the meters of cars parked next to me finally paid off. Or maybe it was this guy's first day on the job and he doesn't know any better yet. On a cold snowy wintry day it was really nice to have something good happen. Thanks, Mr. Parking Enforcement Agent Man.