Not only is it impossible to tell the houses apart from one another when you visit my hood (other than the numbers highlighted on the garage doors), finding your way to the front door is impossible (it should be intuitive, but not in this case) and the parking locations are in strange locations. But once you navigate those three things you must then register your vehicle when visiting longer than 4 hours. If you do not register you are issued a ticket for $75. We never pay them because it cannot be enforced and I tell my friends to throw the tickets away. It is basically (for lack of a better word) bullshit.
If you are a repeat offender or park in an access lane then someone in this neighbourhood has taken it upon themselves to be the regulator of enforcing the condo’s rules. Their solution is the parking boot which they call the ‘immobilizer’. It’s pretty hilarious and completely illegal. Plus it looks like you could break it off with a finger.
I have neighbours that are renovating a few doors west of me and they have been given the parking boot three times. The second time they got the boot was beside our unit where they had parked overnight without registering. I woke up from a mid day nap hearing the neighbour arguing with the ‘parking enforcer’. They declined to remove the boot and so the neighbour called the cops. The police said to release the boot because it is not in their jurisdiction to enforce. It’s not even legal for police to put a boot on vehicles in this city. The third time they got the boot a week later, the neighbour cut it off himself.
I’ve seen the boot enforced a few other times and luckily I was able to get a photo of one a few weeks ago. I’m not sure on the results of this show down, but as you can see the boot looks absurd and comical in relation to the size of the truck.
Because I don’t really have a lot of interactions with my neighbours, this is the best gossip I’ve got. If you cancel your subscription of following my blog for lack of entertainment, I will not hold it against you.
In the same place this week some one wrote something in the snow! I wish I knew what it meant! Happy New Years? Maybe it says “John I couldn’t figure out which house was yours or where to park so I left”.
A few days later the snow-covered this message so some one re-wrote the message on a nearby snow mound.