Her hands shook as she entered the office.
“If they come for me, will you post bail?” This, half in jest, to her boss.
“Why? What’d you do?”
“I broke through the lines down the street. Drove right between the pylons. I needed to get back to work and didn’t want to wait as they stopped EVERY car to see if they could charge them to park. I didn’t stop to be waved through. I just drove between the pylons and came on in. You’ll post bail, right?”
“You rebel! I’ve never known you to defy authority. Good for you!”
Why, yes. There ARE people up to their armpits in the water. I tell you, craziness. Click for larger view
The above happened just today. The craziness that is Personal Use Dip net Red Salmon fishery is in full swing. I work on a road that leads to the beach . . . there is a ton of traffic. And, the city wants its cut of the fund-age. They have set up a pylon system to lead vehicles into a parking area, stopping them to charge them. This backs up traffic extensively. I grew weary of waiting, knowing I was just going a short distance down the road – so I broke through and escaped by driving between two of the pylons.
Good thing I was in Hubby moose’s rig. Heh.
And, it fits in so well with VV’s weekly prompt – REBEL. Totally tossed out the other piece I was writing. May use it later.
addendum – On Tuesdays and Thursdays I work a split shift, facilitating a class in the evenings. Tonight when I pulled into my parking spot I spotted this:
Click for larger view – love the synchronicity of it.