Daughter went to the little bakery (
Le torte dolci) across the street this morning - while I had to use the free parking garage.
I was sitting on a bench taking a couple photos of the lighting along the street when these ladies pulled up and parked next to the
No Parking signs along that side.
The driver spied me taking their picture and asked what I was doing.
I nodded at the sign and said, "
I'm with the office of Traffic Enforcement."They all looked at me.....
After a couple of satisfactory beats...
"He's joking Nancy!"And they went on over to the bakery.
I tossed a small
"my name's not Nancy!" at their indifferent backs~!
My daughter came out and asked,
"Padre', why were those ladies in there pointing at my father?""Beats me."
Stig