Becky just got a parking ticket while she was at the parking enforcement office, contesting another parking ticket. #iblameobama
Becky just got a parking ticket while she was at the parking enforcement office, contesting another parking ticket. #iblameobama
Now thats irony. Someone should write a song about that…
Heh. I had the same thought, and texted Becky: “That’s ironic in the truest Alanis Morrisette sense!”
It’s like raaaaaaa-eeeee-aaaaaain on your wedding day…
How do you not park legally, or according to code, at the parking enforcement office? Or….. is this a matter of the meter running out while she was in line?
OMG PARKING TICKET SOCIALISM!
[cue mushroom cloud]
None of the things that Alanis M cites in that song are actually examples of irony. (Rain on your wedding day isn’t ironic, it’s just annoying). It drives me crazy.
Actually Alec, the guy who dies in a plane crash would be ironic since planes have such a good safety record.
Alec, Mike Wiser posted this on Facebook:
http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1925705
AML, she was street-parked like a 15- or 20-minute walk away from the parking office, to avoid paying the exorbitant prices (okay, they wouldn’t seem exorbitant to you, Mr. L.A./D.C., but out here in Flyover Country they’re high) you end up paying in the heart of downtown, where the parking office is located. But apparently she was on the street sweeping side, though she swears the sign immediately above her car said nothing about street sweeping. She took a picture and plans to, again, contest it, though she didn’t have time to go straight back to the office and do so today.
P.S. Here are the lyrics of that video’s version of the song:
http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=124374961282&topic=12782
okay, they wouldn’t seem exorbitant to you, Mr. L.A./D.C.
Ask Mrs. AMLTrojan sometime and she’ll tell you I’m the biggest cheapskate when it comes to parking, which is one reason why I hate driving to DC.
OTOH, four years of living at or near USC should have prepared you guys for byzantine and changing parking rules in downtown areas that designed more to net revenue for the city than to actually resolve any sort of parking issue.
Question of the day: Does the career path for middle-school hall monitors necessarily include stints as a TSA baggage screener and a meter maid?
You forgot DOL/DMV employee
So you texted to your wife that it was Alannis Morrisette-ironic that she got a second parking ticket? As in your wife Becky, who just from your descriptions of her as well as discussions she’s partook in, makes me think “Do _not_ eff with me!” (and I don’t use that label cavalierly)?
*leans over to whisper conspiratorially*
Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’ve already given her two lovely girls man–don’t gamble the family jewels like that, she’s already got what she needs from them.
If irony refers to something happening opposite to what we’d expect, then David’s right that the plane crash is ironic…but only from the perspective of the listener. Within Morrisette’s epic saga, the man going down in the plane was afraid to fly, so his crash (for him) was probably not unexpected.
Really, the best line of that song is the one that is most indisputably ironic:
Its like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife
Who can’t relate. Who hasn’t been eating a Reuben at a greasy spoon, when – damn! – you drop your knife on the floor, and you’re like *shit!* and you shout out “Garcon!” and the waitress comes by saying that Garcon means boy in French, and you say, I dropped my knife, will you please bring me another, and then a couple minutes later she comes back with 10,000 spoons.
Boy…you say to yourself…that was unexpected!!!
(BTW, FWIW and YMMV, I believe the double parking ticket story, unlike most of Morisette’s classic, is indeed ironic. Depending on what you expect, I guess).