Do you remember that episode of Seinfeld, “The Parking Garage,” where Kramer, George, Elaine, and Jerry all go to the mall together so Kramer can buy an air conditioner but no one remembers where they parked the car?
(That’s the entire episode. You’re welcome.)
Yah, that actually happened to me yesterday except I had no friends with me and I was carrying around a 3-in-1 printer and a ream of paper instead. I refused to ask anyone for assistance of any sort, I refused to panic, and I refused to abandon my purchase, so I walked up and down and around in circles for 45 minutes, only to finally put common sense to the test and realize I didn’t actually come up any floors when I entered the garage, so obviously my car was parked on the first floor.
I’m smart and stuff. Really. And yes, I do appreciate the irony. I feel slightly comforted that this happened to Jerry and the gang when they were in Jersey, out of their complete comfort zone.
And, yes, it is ok to laugh at me. I am, after all, here for your amusement. 
Today’s adventure: Camping out at the apartment waiting for the electric company to arrive and replace the meter that was removed from the apartment between the last tenant’s occupancy and ours. The window of time given for them to arrive: 7:30am to 2:30pm. I’m bringing a coffee, a book, Chinese leftovers (tofu!), and a pillow.
I always take pictures of where I’m at in the parking lot (numbers, signs, whatever will help me remember).
Otherwise I fear I’d never make it home. LOL
They took the meter out between occupancies? Is that normal for NYC?
I’ll be over to install your cable TV sometime between Tuesday and next year. Just sit tight and don’t worry!
Does your vehicle have one of the beepy remote thingies? I would imagine you could have figured out a lot quicker that you were on the wrong floor!
I’m going to ask the same question as Avi. Why was the meter removed?
That’s not a bad service window (*if* it’s correct and they didn’t lie to you like they lie to people here) so enjoy your time waiting.
I’ve done the I forgot where we parked many times. luckily not in a parking garage so it wasn’t so bad. It was just a huge parking lot. HUGE.
and removing the meter…um…that’s a bit odd.
usually i write on the parking ticket where i parked. someone once told me to never leave the ticket in the car in case a thief steals the vehicle they will have to pay full price to get out and that is somehow karmic justice. i don’t know, but the habit of taking the ticket stuck so i just write on it.
although i will freely admit that once i walked around and around and around, block after block, trying to remember on which street i parked my car. couldn’t find it for over an hour. eventually a bus going by triggered my memory…i didn’t drive in that day, i took the bus. dooh!
(make you feel better?)
oh look there, your double top secret way of helping helped! my email address defaulted correctly. wheeeeeeee!
I’m usually pretty good about remembering, but if the lot is big or I haven’t been there before I write the location down.
Will you read me a story while we wait?
I have a system that I use… I always go to the top of a multiple level parking structure..
Electricity is on! YAY!!!!!
Britt, a fantastic tip, thank you. I will use that from now on, because apparently trusting my memory is a mistake these days.
Avi, no, not normal. That apartment has been vacant for about a year. It’s on the top floor, and apparently top floor apartments in buildings with no elevators are not very desirable to people except Poppy.
(And Dawg, except all the stairs. 
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Jan, thankfully the cable is Dawg’s problem to solve. But, I’m sure I’ll be the one waiting at the apartment for it. Good thing I don’t have a job!
Sour, I have a cheap-ass low-end Kia Sportage. I’m lucky I have a key. No beepy thing. And it took 3 hours for the guy to arrive, as soon as I put my head down to take a nap.
Yoshi, I am so glad I’m not the only one who does this. I’m also lucky I didn’t encounter hooligans trying to steal my printer, because after 45 minutes of carrying that damn thing around I would have given it to them and then screamed “YAY!!!!!!” as I ran away to find the car.
Hola, also a good tip, although I don’t always seem to have a pen but I always seem to have my phone with built-in camera, so I think I will try the Brittster’s tip. As for taking the ticket with me — you bet your ass. I’m not letting anyone steal my ticket!!!~!~!!~!!@@32@1!!`~1
Finn, there once was a man from Nantucket… ?
Maman, getting to the top of that garage would waste A LOT of gas… lots of gigantic concentric circles, with lots of free spots along the way. Crunchy granola girls waste time, not nature’s resources. (hehehehehehe! oh, I’m funny.)
YAY!
And now Dawg and Brad can commiserate about the stairs
Ah, the fucking window! I hate the window!
Can you believe that our dishwasher just got fixed the day before yesterday? I know.
Did you get the thing I sent you from your friend, yet?
I like the Sportage! Actually, I like the original design better, but the newer ones are nice, too. And Kia is gaining a good reputation so soon their cars will go the way of Hyundai and become expensive, so if you ever decide to sell, it’ll probably have good resale value.
This is the first time I’ve ever had a remote thingy and it’s kinda nice. It’s not the one that starts the car, it just unlocks the door, but it’s handy.
Did you get arrested by the mall cop for peeing too?
You are so funny.
Turn, o.m.g. I felt SOOOOOOOOOO bad yesterday when Dawg was sitting on the kitchen window sill trying to catch his breath, overheating. I had to take his hat off him so he could let that extra 60% of his body heat leave, and then grab him a Gatorade.
Jen, *gasp*!!!! That dishwasher has been broken for WAY TOO LONG. And, yes, I did, I vlogged about it when I got the chance. Sorry for the delay, and sorry I didn’t get it before I left VT on August 10!
Sour, I looooove my Sportage. Great car/truck/SUV/whatever you wanna call it.
Dragon, nooooo. Somehow I didn’t get the urge to pee, which is totally unlike me especially after an iced coffee!!
Sybil, even when I’m not trying, but — yup!
It’s one thing to watch that kind of thing happen on a TV comedy. It’s another to experience it yourself.
Show about nothing… whatever… everything that happened on that show was based on something.
Marty, I loved that show before, but I definitely have a new appreciation for it. Dawg promises to take me to see the soup Nazi soon and I’m actually EXCITED!