How I shot myself in the right foot again. Amazing

Good Morning peeps. This past week has been a very expensive week for us, all because i was not able to think quickly on my feet. This new chain of events started a week Wednesday when i went to the parking lot to pickup my car after work. Jo went out with some friends to a wine tasting party, the plan was for me to go home to care for Panda, the pooch, ill then get Jo later at the train station, easy peasy, so good so far.

When I tried to exit the parking lot the auto door was jammed. I huffed and puffed then started to back the car back into the parking space. As i was in the process out of the corner of my eye I saw this lady walking toward me. By the time i turned the car off, texted Jo about my dilemma, the lady had turned around and walked back to the exit door.

The parking space belong to a friend who lives in the building, we rent it from her for a fraction of the cost of parking downtown Calgary where rates are in excess of $400 monthly. Yes for a parking space. What we did not know is that being a tenant does not entitle you to a spot, one has to go and request a stop for a fee which is what she did and sub-let it to us.

I needed to know the situation so i approached the lady in the parking lot. Now im a friendly kinda guy and nosy also, I had had a pretty busy day, i didn’t recall having greeted a total stranger that day so this was a great opportunity to fix that. The conversation went like this.

Me, ‘good afternoon, how are you?’

Her, ‘its a brand new door, you expect it should work.’ She seemed a little stressed.

Now at this point i should have clued in that she was the superintendent and walked away as i didn’t really belong there. Remember how i came by the space? Anyway my nurturing instincts kicked in. As i said she seemed awfully stressed. I had to get her to relax and show her that i was not upset with her.

Me. ‘I sure they will be here soon. How is your day going?’ hmmm it just came out.

Her: ‘ forget the damn day, these idiots should have been here already, we paid a lot for the door, its brand new. If you have to know, i’ve been having a bad two months’.

Ok that was my clue, run Tony run. My feet weren’t moving though.

I should have run at this point, but i had to soothe her to nurture her, to help her relieve her stress, i think she just need a hug. Haha bad thought.

Me: ‘I would think they should be here soon…..’

She started to walk away. This one got away, i was unable to help her, now I have to go find a new stranger to greet.

She was about ten feet away when she turned and asked.

She: ‘by the way, what is your stall number?’

It was at that time i realized that i was in deep dodo. No good deeds go unpunished. What does that mean anyway. I could have lied and given her a wrong number but she had already seen me park so i just told her and left.

I decided to go back to work and wait it out.

That was Wednesday, on Thursday we were told the parking rate was going up by $30, no biggie, still a bargain. Pheww dodged the bullet or so we thought. On Saturday we were out and our friend left a message to call her back. Jo called her, all i could hear was, ‘no, oh no, no way, what a big mouth, he just can’t help himself’.

Didn’t clue in, there is no way she could have been talking about me.

When she got off the phone she came right at me.

Jo:’you just dont know how to keep your mouth shut, you had to go and talk to the superintendent, now we have to give up the parking spot’.

I tried to make up a good story but there was nothing really to say.

I began to play the scene back my mind, how was i suppose to know it would be a problem? How did the super figure it out? Did i mention that the lady who was assigned to the lot is Asian?

So now we have two choices, take the train like most people or find a new spot. Thats the expensive part. Choices, choices, opportunity to meet new people i guess. This past week we took the train 2 days and drove 3 days, new challenges ahead. Im confused.

As usual,

Dont forget to greet a total stranger today.

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