Parking in Austin is horrible. Parking in Austin when you’re late to a final is even worse.
I found this cute little note in the basement right after we moved into our new house.
It was during a horrific snow storm and I ran out of gas on the way to one of two gas stations open at the time. Luckily I was able to turn left onto a street going downhill and I parked my car in front of an apartment building and coincidentally, in front of a … Continued
I came outside for my lunch break this afternoon to find a note on my bike. No idea who it was from, but apparently they’d really like to park their bike where I’ve parked mine for the past two years.
I found this note on the sidewalk near my apartment one morning.
A lovely note found in my apartment building.
I don’t know who these people were, I don’t know if the note was actually delivered or just written as a sort of catharsis, but the whole story is right there.
This letter mysteriously appeared on our table while out for drinks.
Parked for a few hours in the evening on a residential street and came back to find this note stuck on the window of my car. By the way, I didn’t have a backpack, nor am I bald (or male).