I tried to get there early
So I wouldn’t have to race
For the task nearly impossible
To find a parking space
For surely I’d be lucky if
I happened to have found
A spot twas even blocks away
The hottest club in town
My wond’ring eyes saw such a sight
They were likely to meet
A spot there that did wait for me
And right across the street
No sign was reading ‘tow away
No standing, loading only’
And so I pulled my car right up
To make it far less lonely
But once I pulled in not enough
To just leave for the club
I had to sit there to impress
On every passing schlub
Of what would be my luck that night
A feat much more than meager
And did I mention I’d no need
To feed the parking meter?
And as I sat there basking
In the space that I had took
I thought it best to take a pic
And post it on Facebook
So all my friends could envy me
And have it in their sights
Of all the luck that I was having
On that weekend night
But finally I had to go
So out the car I dragged
But ‘fore I made it to the club
I stopped off and I bragged
To every bouncer, every door girl
All that I did meet
Of how I got to get a spot
Just right across the street
And finally I got in the club
A sight that made me sober
To find the band I came to see
Was now completely over
But it was just a momentary
Downer, no real grieving
I just got back into my car
And now I’m never leaving.
The actual picture I posted from my car on Saturday night…parked across the street from L.A. hot spot, The Troubadour.
Glorious Results Of A Misspent Youth 
Another wicked wonderful gem. Love it!
Thank you Michelle!
Woohooo! A jaywalk and a chin up and you’re there!!!!
Exactly!
Ha ha. Great one.
Thank you Craig!
Haha! What wouldn’t we sacrifice for the perfect parking spot!!!
It’s the simple things, right?
So very true 😂
Beaten by just seconds…we had shared dinner together, then he made his exit intent on winning The Cheesebergens Tweet Challenge…I shall have to kill him, of course!
Man Kills Son, CheeseBergens Suspected As Possible Accomplices
I like it. I think we could be the center of a scandal like this one.
Oh Marissa, I got a taste of this one in San Francisco. The Rock Guy even wrote a song about parking, ha ha. Persistence pays off in the parking game, but too bad about missing the band 😀
Lana, the truth is, I really didn’t miss the band. I just put that in there to add to the irony. All the rest is true…oh, except the part about me never leaving…although it was tempting to stay!
Yeah, I thought so…I always embellish the facts when I write the facts, ha.
Have you ever thought of a second career as a Valet?
I am such a bad driver, no one would ever want to hire me as a valet!
And not a word about three victory of parallel parking,
Ha, ha! This space was actually the last one on the block so I just had to pull in. Added bonus!!
Fantastic poetic gem. 🙂
I’ve been to the Troubadour once. I saw this band: Scarling. It was small but an awesome place. I know my favorite band Nine Inch Nails played there…and Guns ‘n’ Roses played there as well. Lots of bands played there. 🙂
I know Scarling! That’s my old friend Jessicka from Jack Off Jill! You know, The CheeseBergens played there too!
You know Jessicka as well? Awesome!
You guys played there? When?
Yeah, I know her from back in the day. We played the Troubadour on Oct. 19. We’re playing a club in Pasadena this Saturday. You’re in the area, right?
This Saturday? Yes, I’m in the area.
Where’s this club taking place in Pasadena?
Well it’s not too exciting. It’s actually a thrift shop on Colorado called Meow Meowz and she turns it into a venue every Friday and Saturday night. We’re playing there at 8 this Saturday and then my son’s band is playing after us at 8:40. It’s $4 to get in. The address is 2423 Colorado.
Serendipity at its finest! Hope you enjoyed (or are still enjoying??) your primo parking space. Great poem to express such triumph! 🙂
Yep, still here, although now there are tickets all over the window. Seems that meter did have to get paid eventually!
Ohhh – there is just something magical about finding that primo parking spot!! The level of satisfaction it brings is ridiculously off the scale. Good one, Marissa!
One of the joys of middle age!
Sad, but true.
Wonderfully entertaining. Laughing all the way through. I now have the advantage of having a handicapped card to place on my windshield because of a knee problem to get a good parking spot. But…my daughter told me one day, “Mom why are you using the special spot when you’re not limping today?” I told her, “Because I can.” 🙂
Sure, why not? Remind me to ride with you!
Anytime you’re in this area of the world! Ha ha!
this is such creative, strong complex…every time you surprise me!!
It was pretty simple for me, but thank you Mihrank!
But now you have the picture. Proof eternal of your amazing …..luck. 🙂
Right…although I suppose some might think I was just walking past…
Pft….we know better.
Very surreal to have written a surprise Reality ending, Marissa!
I am excited about your playing out this weekend, too! Your family will rock that Meow Meowz thrift shop off of its block!!
Thank you Robin! Wish you were there!
I wish I were there, too! Or, by now wish I HAD been there! ❤
I like Pink Floyd's "wish you were here" song, do you? The instrumentals are cool. . . My overactive mind went this direction!
Oh yes, beautiful song as are most PF songs!
Which song seemed to get the most reception? Did they love your son’s band, too?! xo
Very well written!
I’ve to find a parking spot everyday and when I get one right across the street or very near the building gate, it feels like I’ve achieved something very big or my luck is super high. It feels like I should brag about it even though it is just about a parking place. 😂
I know, really! When I posted that picture on FB my son was telling me not to because it was too much like bragging. I said “really? With all that people post about their kids/jobs/bands…this is bragging??
It feels like an achievement! 😤
Funny and relatable to!
Thank you Kunal!
You never disappoint
Thank you Tosha!
You’re welcome co
A primo parking space is golden, golden I tell you!
You’re telling me…no, you really are!
Ain’t that life? No free lunch.
Very true!
I am just tickled to read this (and envious, too)
It does give me bragging rights!
I love a good parking spot. It’s the small victories sometimes…
indeed!
My tenants are not even allowed to park on the street in a residential neighborhood! Go figure!
Crazy! I’m sure they would be green with envy upon reading this.
Oooo!!!! Seriously!??? You missed the show?!!!!!
No, actually, that was just me adding a fun ironic twist. The rest is true…except for that part about never leaving.
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