2) Off campus there was a shuttered factory which has a massive parking lot. I parked there for 3 years for free and it was a closer walk to classes than the on campus parking.
3) It was 1993 and the place was Sacramento City College faculty parking lot. It was evening and I was waiting in my car for someone when a young kid drives into a parking space. Gets out, backpack in tow, and looks around. He grabs the parking ticket from under a wiper from an adjacent car and plops it on his windshield. Job done and he strolls past.
4) We had parking lots for commuter students only, they were always full. We lived on a farm and my dad had modified the tailgate on one of the flatbed trucks so that he could drive a tractor up its ramp when taking the tractor for service. We put the truck in a corner space in the lot, added a commuter sticker and just left it there all the time. When we got to campus, we would just drop the ramp, pull up on the truck and lift the ramp back up, then off to class.
5) I worked at my college one summer. Found that the only difference between the $15 student parking passes that had to pay a monthly fee and the college employee free parking passes was a circle punched through the school logo. Bought a paper punch and got free parking all year after buying the $15 pass.
6) I’ve got a fun one: a pal worked in the department that handled issued tickets. When issuing tickets the security just wrote a ticket and someone else did a lookup based on some information you filled out to get the pass. There was no double-check that you wrote down the correct information to get the pass. With fake information I could park with impunity because my pass was wholly disconnected from my student ID. They could issue whatever ticket they wanted to that permit, and then it would get lost to the ether.
I got one parking ticket when I was in college. Just after that, there was a blood drive on campus where they would waive the parking fine if you donated. That was my first blood donation, and I've donated almost 3 gallons since then.
ReplyDeleteCompliments! I donated from about age 19-35, then it was feeling weird on my veins. There, well, you know, there are scars from all the punctures, both arms. And about 2 years ago I became diabetic, so, I'm unable to donate any more. But, I did get to a little over a gallon. They sent me a thanks for a gallon certificate, and I still did a couple more after that but not many.
DeleteBut 3 gallons? That's outstanding! Does it make your veins feel weird lately? Did you inner elbow / vein area, get scarred?
I've never had any trouble, unless the person missed the vein and caused a bruise. I have hairy arms, and it usually hurts more removing the tape holding the needle, than the needle itself.
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