a miami tale.

the past hour has sent this day in a downhill spiral, but i know that days like this just happen. i was exiting a parking garage in coconut grove after a lovely and relaxing hour and a half yoga class, and i was unaware that my two hour parking limit was up. the grumpy man in the parking garage told me i owed $1.50, and i explained to him nicely that i had no cash and asked if i could return tomorrow to bring some, or if he could let me slide on this one occasion. he said no, and insisted that i take out money from the ATM that charges a $3 charge for a $1.50 payment. but.. so is life. so i placed my phone in the cup holder of my car and took the money out. little did i...