When my husband Greg and I moved into our deluxe apartment in the sky here in Alexandria, they told us that they have a company come through the parking lot at night and tow the cars that don’t have their parking pass displayed. I figured while there may be some truth to it, it’s probably mostly a scare tactic.
We have our parking pass in the back window of our car. No problems there. However…
This weekend past, Greg and I rented a car and drove to Ohio and back. We rented because we don’t trust our old car can make a thousand mile round trip without breaking down (being honest here). It’s a beater with a long history of waiting until we are a hundred miles from anywhere before breaking down on us.
We got back from Ohio Sunday night and went straight up to our apartment to unpack and get comfortable. I made my plans for where to fill up the tank in the morning and how to get the car back to the rental agency during Monday morning rush hour. A major bitch to be sure. I was going to drop the car off at Raygun National Airport then get on a train and take it to work. Sounds reasonable, right?
I think you can guess what I didn’t find this morning when I went out to the parking lot.
Yep. They towed it.
I forgot to get a visitor’s parking pass for the rental car, and the towing company found the car sans pass and towed it sometime during the night.
I had the privilege of going down to a seedy part of town and paying $100 to get the car released from the auto jail. And not only did I lighten up my wallet, I was an hour late to work.
I won’t be repeating this mistake anytime soon.
P.S. I didn’t really rent a Maserati GranTurismo. If that is even possible. I just saw the pic when I was searching for images of towtrucks to use. No, I rented a Mitsubishi that was worth 1/10 as much money, and had 1/10 as much horsepower.