Dept. Of New Urban Guessing Games: How Long Is The Idiot In Front Of You Gonna Take At The Parking Kiosk?
You will pardon the old-man-yells-at-cloud nature of this post, we hope, because real talk: Now that it’s the holidays and all the white-flighters are trickling back into the city for their Nutcracker this and their old-favorite-restaurant that, we’re finding that nothing makes us wanna HULK SMASH more than the sight of an entire family gathered in front of a damned Philadelphia Parking Authority meter kiosk thing, staring at it like each one of them was fucking Encino Man being given a Gameboy for the first time. How long will they take? Will they figure it out? Is there another parking kiosk down the street that doesn’t have a family of little Andy Reids all arguing about how to use it? Shit, there isn’t? We knew driving here was a bad idea in the first place.