Parking hell
When my brother was still making tambay at home, doing nothing, "waiting" for his diploma, we had him as our resident driver. I was able to ask him to bring and pick me up from the office with our parents' consent since he doesn't do anything at home anyway. When he started training for his new job, I had the car all to myself and I took it to work everyday. During the times when he'dwant to use it, he'd get it from our building but he'd also offer to pick me up from work afterwards. No problem.
Now that he's doing his regular shift at work,which is at night, my dad smartly cooked up a car-sharing scheme which is supposed to benefit the both of us.
The scheme:
I'd commute from home to work since I my shift starts at 4pm. Reasoning behind it: it's easy to commute at this time.
Bro would take the car to work at 8pm.
I'd get it from him on my way home.
Bro would commute from work to home at 5 am. Same reason behind it.
Problem 1: His building is 2 blocks away from mine. And when I say blocks, I mean Ayala sized blocks. So walking from my buildingto his at 1 am can be quite dangerous especially for a girl.
Problem 2: Parking at his building is twice as to what we'll have to pay if he parked in my building. This makes me think that it would really be easier to just a cab if I have to pay the same price anyway.
Problem 3: At their building, you pay for the parking at the lobby. This may seem reasonable for normal people who take their own cars to work. But for us, since we have to find a way for me to get the parking ticket, we have our own scheme. And having to go down to the basement parking then up again to pay then down again to get out is just such a mega hassle.
Problem 4: I hate the parking scheme/set-up in their building. It just doesn't make any sense and whoever designed it should die when the incoming cars collide with the exiting ones in one of their ramps.
I don't know if it sounds as bad as I think and feel it is. Oooohhh the injustice!! Maybe I was just too pissed off last night having to walk two blocks in the middle of the night only to find out that the extra car key I had wasn't working. The thingie you press toopen the car wasn't working or needed new batteries, I don't know. So I had to open the car door using the key...and...alarm mania!!!When you're stuck in a small basement parking sweating from the walk you just did only to hear the irritating beeping of your own car,you are sure as hell going to be pissed off. I didn't know how to turn it off so I just relocked the car, waited for the alarm to stop and called my brother. As bro was working, he wasn't able to answer the phone, even after 4 calls and a text message.
I was already outside ready to get a cab. I called him to tell him that the alarm goes off when I open the door and I'll just take a cab home when he told me how to turn off the alarm. Great!! So I had to go back to the basement, open the door (with the insistentbeeping on) disengage the alarm, get the parking ticket, go back to the lobby, pay for parking (which was as expensive as a cab ride back home), go back to the basement, open the door again (this time witout alarm, thank god), and go to the exit by passing all parkingslots in all 4 floors.
Now let's see who's not going to be pissed off with that.
We'll try again tonight to see if this scheme really works or if I have to convince him to just park the car at our building. I'll even volunteer to pay for the parking myself, no need to share.
If not, I have to find a way to convince my dad to let me take the car instead. Brother has to learn to commute sometime in his life anyway!!!
Plus, I can't even wear cute skirts and hyper heels to work anymore seeing as I have to walk out of the camp to catch public transportation. Ugh!
...mad...
posted by xc @ 9:34 PM
1 comments
