Today I have job training at the Metrotown Hilton (because Paris and clan don’t quite have enough money) and so I had to park in Crystal Mall, which is attached to the Hilton like a weird conjoined twin.

I’ve never been to Crystal Mall before, more on that later, but the parking meters are absolutely hilarious. While I did not find it that hard to operate there was a line of ten people waiting for it. Each person agonized, joked and swore during the process.

“Ha ha, I have a degree and I can’t figure this damn thing out.”

“Why do they make things so complicated.”

“What am I doing? I’m old and feeble and scared of electricity.”

Okay so I may have made the last one up. Anyway I found that simply reading the directions was enough to navigate the treacherous waters of a three button machine with little in the way of running commentary.

Related posts:

1. Meetup Dec. 12: Shawarma at Crystal Mall
2. Lovely Rita, Meter Maid
3. The people I know and meet again in the mall
4. Big hat, no cattle / full parking lot, no customers
5. Free Parking on the Granville Mall?