western towing co.
so it is our second day in san diego. we went to starbucks (DUH). my brother got a haircut. we then drove across the street for breakfast at IHOP. if you have ever been to california, then you are aware of the fact that parking is a luxury. we didn’t find any spots in the IHOP parking lot so i took one of the spots at the taco hell next door. i parked next to a cute chevy aveo. as i locked my rental car and started walking towards IHOP a mean looking older man inside taco hell opened a small window and gave me a dirty look. the thought of him having my car towed ran through my head and just as quickly ran out. this is how my mind works. my brother and i had breakfast. as we walked back to the car, i heard my brother say “where’s the car ?” i didn’t know where it was, but i knew it had been towed.
when bad things happen, i try not to dwell on them and just try to fix the problem as quickly as possible so that i can move on with my life. so i dialed the phone number on the towing sign i had failed to see when i parked the car and sure enough, that’s where my car was. in the meantime, the owners of the cute aveo were standing where their car should have been looking majorly confused. my brother approached them and told them it had been towed. they were from sweden and weren’t familiar with the “towing” concept. i explained it to them and they thought it was a ANOTHER stupid american custom. i called for a cab to drive us to the towing lot where ($227 later) we finally got our vehicles back ! my $14/day rental deal doesn’t seem like a deal anymore.
aveo owners – peter, joel and freddrick
