NY Parking
Oct. 9th, 2007 09:36 pmSo we got back from Massachusetts about an hour ago, and I figured I'd park the rented car on Riverside Drive & return it to Enterprise tomorrow, since it costs the same. But the Drive, usually very reliable for last-minute on-street parking, has signs tied to every tree (I'm not making this up!) saying "No Parking on Weds." by order of the NYPD - I suspect this may be for the Firemen's Memorial, which has an annual October ceremony to honor those who died in the past year in the line of duty. (I happened to see it last year - well, you couldn't miss it, the whole street closed off - with those who had failed to move their cars weeping gently when they saw they'd been towed - and ranks upon ranks of uniformed firefighters lined up along the empty street (and stopping at various apt bldgs to ask the doormen if they could use the loo) and speeches in front of the fountain - very beautiful and moving. The NYTimes offers a slideshow of the fountain itself.)
So I headed down to W. 83rd to return the car, only to look closely at the form at a red light and realize that it was open til 9 pm on Sundays only; it had closed an hour ago. Drove slowly away, called the apt and made Delia call the police to find out what time I had to get the car off RSD by (midnight) - Delia ordered me to park it in a garage overnight (aggggh!! $$$ on top of rental!!) but then found huge spot on W. 92nd, parallel parked with some difficulty as I am brilliant on the right but lousy on the left - and for reasons known only to Heaven the rental folks gave us a smallish SUV instead of a regular car when I showed up (it was the only one they had ready. Turned out to be a Very Good Thing as we were hauling many many boxes). It started to rain. Got out of car, looked at parking sign, which said "No Parking School Days 7 am - 4 pm" Well that explained why there was such a huge space still open. Sigh. Raining harder. Drove down to our street and - yipes!! HUGE space open just the other side of Broadway! Left side, gamely tried it, and . . . musical noises like late John Cage composition informed me that I was attempting to park the thing in the metal scaffolding that is up in front of every other Upper West Side building these days.
At which point, it happened: A guy tapped on my window: "Excuse me, miss, but I think you're really hurting your car. Can I help you?" Rangy young Latino in a hoodie & baseball cap. He essentially talked me out of the space, held up the long line of annoyed taxis stuck behind me while I got there, started talking me back into the space - and finally said with becoming reticence, "Do you want me to do it?"
"Yes," I said with no hesitation whatsoever. It was, after all, a rental car. If it was all an elaborate bait-and-switch which would end with a car-napping, I would simply explain to Enterprise that they needed to stay open later on weeknights.
He did it in 3 turns of the wheel. Maybe even 2. I tried to give him some dollars, he tried to refuse, I insisted because it was just so entirely kind of him. I hope he buys himself a nice beer. Or some flowers.
Meanwhile, the thunderstorm had begun in earnest. Did I mention it was raining? Scampered the blocks back to apt. like a wet rabbit, Delia toweled me off.
But I think I forgot to lock the car.
So I headed down to W. 83rd to return the car, only to look closely at the form at a red light and realize that it was open til 9 pm on Sundays only; it had closed an hour ago. Drove slowly away, called the apt and made Delia call the police to find out what time I had to get the car off RSD by (midnight) - Delia ordered me to park it in a garage overnight (aggggh!! $$$ on top of rental!!) but then found huge spot on W. 92nd, parallel parked with some difficulty as I am brilliant on the right but lousy on the left - and for reasons known only to Heaven the rental folks gave us a smallish SUV instead of a regular car when I showed up (it was the only one they had ready. Turned out to be a Very Good Thing as we were hauling many many boxes). It started to rain. Got out of car, looked at parking sign, which said "No Parking School Days 7 am - 4 pm" Well that explained why there was such a huge space still open. Sigh. Raining harder. Drove down to our street and - yipes!! HUGE space open just the other side of Broadway! Left side, gamely tried it, and . . . musical noises like late John Cage composition informed me that I was attempting to park the thing in the metal scaffolding that is up in front of every other Upper West Side building these days.
At which point, it happened: A guy tapped on my window: "Excuse me, miss, but I think you're really hurting your car. Can I help you?" Rangy young Latino in a hoodie & baseball cap. He essentially talked me out of the space, held up the long line of annoyed taxis stuck behind me while I got there, started talking me back into the space - and finally said with becoming reticence, "Do you want me to do it?"
"Yes," I said with no hesitation whatsoever. It was, after all, a rental car. If it was all an elaborate bait-and-switch which would end with a car-napping, I would simply explain to Enterprise that they needed to stay open later on weeknights.
He did it in 3 turns of the wheel. Maybe even 2. I tried to give him some dollars, he tried to refuse, I insisted because it was just so entirely kind of him. I hope he buys himself a nice beer. Or some flowers.
Meanwhile, the thunderstorm had begun in earnest. Did I mention it was raining? Scampered the blocks back to apt. like a wet rabbit, Delia toweled me off.
But I think I forgot to lock the car.
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Date: 2007-10-10 02:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-10 02:29 am (UTC)::does the bowing, I'm-not-worthy thing::
;)
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Date: 2007-10-10 02:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-10 02:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-10 03:50 am (UTC)I believe them, but I'd still rather drive in Houston.
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Date: 2007-10-10 02:46 am (UTC)Well it is a rental car after all...}:P
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Date: 2007-10-10 03:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-10 03:05 am (UTC)No fear. I just went back & locked the car. With an umbrella. (No, with a key, actually...)
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Date: 2007-10-10 04:12 am (UTC)And here you are. And you can't either.
I am glad you found someone to help you (who wouldn't laugh in your face).
And why does it always rain when you have to park blocks away from home?
We will be in New Britain, CT hopefully with a car when we go to Mythcon next summer. I'm still debating where if any place we want to drive when we are there. I may have my NYer husband do it. He claims he can drive anywhere in New England. ;)
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Date: 2007-10-10 02:13 pm (UTC)Places to drive to near Mythcon? Howbout Mystic Seaport in Connecticut? It's a treat! I am also a huge fan of Plimoth Plantation in Mass., though that's a much longer drive.
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Date: 2007-10-10 04:21 am (UTC)Louisville's city-run parking lots are called Riverside Parking. This pleases me to no end. *sips cocoa serenely*
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Date: 2007-10-10 05:44 am (UTC)Only then you would have missed the guardian angel in the hoodie.
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Date: 2007-10-10 07:39 pm (UTC)