Last week I walked home in fuzzy blue slippers.

Okay, now to answer the question on everyone's mind....

What's with the slippers?

Okay, the slippers. In order to explain the slippers, I have to tell you about the parking. I go to school at BCIT and like all colleges, they have parking permits. Well, BCIT has the 'epermit'. Me being a cool 'newest fad' loving kindof gal decided to purchase my epermit so I would never have to stick a stupid sticker on my motorcycle again. "Cool! They just read my license plate number and Whamo! All done". Throughly pleased with myself, I went on with my school day.

Well, little did I know but parking attendants at the college can't read! (gasp) I KNOW! Here they are surrounded by superior intelligent people and parking attendants can't read. My license plate is K0 0638. That is K zero zero 638.

So not only can't these parking flukys not read, but they also can't type. Here I am walking out of classroom and what is on my motorcyle but a bright blue ticket. "What the F...! Stupid Morons!" as I scribble "E-PERMIT!" on the ticket and shove it in the mail box. 2 weeks, 2 week, 1 week, 2 days, 1 day, 4 days, next week, 1 day later...I am still getting tickets.

So, I storm on over to the security office to complain with the stack of blue snotpaper in my hand! Not our problem, go see the main office as it is contracted out. So off I go and parking moron is there. Ooo! I had a go at him and BCIT secretary is feeling sorry for Joe Dumbass and has a go at me for 'raising my voice'. "Excuse me! I have a problem and you're arguing with me about the tone of my voice. When are you going to address my problem?!?" Well, supervisor shows up. "Do we have a problem here?" "Yes" "Yes, she is yelling at employees" "WHAT!? He's a contract and there was no yelling until YOU raised your voice at me about an issue that wasn't your concern, we were getting somewhere until you butted in" arguing from her ensures "Now ladies, what is the problem?" "I'm here because I keep getting tickets. There is a problem." "Okay, and want do you want us to do?" "Fix it." "Okay, but you were yelling at an employee." "I was not yelling. I was talking with the parking guy here, not her. She butted in. If I wanted to talk to her I would have." "But she said you were yelling." "Are you going to fix my parking ticket problem or not?" "Yes." "Then stop wasting my time, trying to gang up on me and fix it." Then I stormed out of the office because I was about to break down in tears.

Anyway, the woman was adamant that I was yelling (parking guy said I wasn't), and the situation escalated until I get a phonecall. "Yes, I see. Have you fixed my parking ticket problem yet? No? Well then, I am not talking about your employee until your finally address the correct issue. I am hanging up now. Have a nice day." Okay, bitchy but come on!

Next day phone call. "Ms. Wilson, we want to apologize. We found the problem. It was our mistake. The zero was the letter O. We've changed it to a zero. It should register in the computer now. And we have told the parking attendants it is zero and wiped out all previous tickets." Finally!

2 weeks later - blue ticket on my bike.

So, back to the slippers...that day I woke up late and was frazzled and threw on my clothes and ran out of the house in my slippers. To lazy to run back upstairs, I put on my riding shoes and rode to school. I changed back into my slippers and went to class. Guess who got a ticket that day...only their record showed I had 9 outstanding tickets so they just towed my bike.

Go outside and my bike is gone. Go to security and they have no record of it being towed. I call the RCMP to report it stolen. 5 minutes later, the security track it down. I was towed. Pokey parking attendant called the WRONG CAMPUS to say they towed the bike.

So, it's 34 degrees it, I'm sweating bullets in a leather biker jacket, jeans and fuzzy blue slippers walking home thinking about changing my license plate to something easier to read. A hammer went to my license plate. "Yes, I know its mangled beyond repair. No, I don't want double zeros in my new plate. Great thanks!" New License plate number M1 0323.