Following the last lighter-weight post I need to regale you with my visit for my annual eye examination. It's not about the exam. but the process of parking in the small short-term pay-and-display car park close by.
The pay machine, by card only, had clear illustrated instructions of which buttons to press: hit start, then card, then length of time, then agree with yourself, and await instructions. Slowly words emerged on the screen: Wait for reader. Obediently, I waited. Nobody else was in sight in the car park. Eventually, seeing its instruction to insert card I pushed it hard into the slot with aplomb. But nothing happened...after a couple of minutes the screen reverted to the process's beginning. Undaunted I repeated the process with exactly the same result.
Leaving on the windscreen on a piece of paper explaining how I had tried and failed, I beetled off to my optician. Forty minutes later I returned to find a traffic warden leaving the scene. "Excuse me,' I said plaintively, 'I parked here but had trouble with my card.' 'Were you the gentleman who left me a note?' he said. 'Yes, I am. I really tried to make it work.' 'Well,' he said,' don't worry I left you alone!' Mightily relieved I asked him whether other users had tickets. He told me they did. Well what did they do differently. 'With that machine,' he answered, ' you must never insert the card. Always use contactless. But Happy New Year, sir!' So that sort of worked out OK. Gracc amid complications. I really wouldn't mind that being how 2022 works out!
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