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Thank you for your order of $330.00. An email will be sent to you for your records.
Purchase of a permit does not guarantee space. Parking is first come, first serve.
Purchase of a permit does not guarantee space.
Does not guarantee space.
Not guarantee space.
_
The words echo in your mind as you circle the university,
Looking for parking.
_
You arrived over an hour early to your class,
Plenty of time—
One would think.
_
You curve up Binkley,
Then down again,
Wind your way up Moody
Without success.
_
Back and forth
Through the rows of the commuter lot,
You see an empty spot and floor it.
_
Someone squeals into the spot,
Inches from your car.
You contemplate violence,
Wondering if your car could just drive over
Their nice, shiny paint job.
_
You spiral around Airline,
Determined not to leave without a spot.
Spiraling into despair
As you see your class time
Tick tick tick
Closer, closer, past.
_
You text someone in your class
that you can’t find parking;
they tell you to park in the neighborhood.
You stop at the curb,
an ominous sign hanging above you:
_
Resident Parking ONLY
MON Thru FRI
8am To 5pm.
You exit the dark omen’s forbidding shadow.
_
As you circle SMU,
you see an empty lot.
It’s forbidden to you:
Faculty Only.
_
You diligently try each parking lot again.
What’s that?
An empty space?
You rush toward it.
_
It’s a motorcycle.
Your class started an hour ago;
You’re now missing your next class.
_
You briefly consider
Trying to share the space.
_
You hurry through the various lots;
you hear a crunch, a crash, a curse—
an accident behind you
in the tight twists of Binkley.
You leave your fallen comrades behind,
hoping for less competition.
_
Even the paid parking is full.
You contemplate parking on the grass;
RGT can turn your car into a fountain.
_
You’ve now spent twice the cost of the parking pass
in gas
looking for a space.
_
You finally spot
someone with their lights on.
Maybe they’re leaving?
You wait. You lurk.
They slowly reverse.
_
You found a space!
_
You look out your window;
it’s dark outside.
All your classes are over.
You drive home.
_
Photo Credit: Tom Rodgers at the SMU Daily Campus, https://www.smudailycampus.com/news/curb-controversy-over-parking-on-hillcrest
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Thank you for your order of $330.00. An email will be sent to you for your records.
Purchase of a permit does not guarantee space. Parking is first come, first serve.
Purchase of a permit does not guarantee space.
Does not guarantee space.
Not guarantee space.
_
The words echo in your mind as you circle the university,
Looking for parking.
_
You arrived over an hour early to your class,
Plenty of time—
One would think.
_
You curve up Binkley,
Then down again,
Wind your way up Moody
Without success.
_
Back and forth
Through the rows of the commuter lot,
You see an empty spot and floor it.
_
Someone squeals into the spot,
Inches from your car.
You contemplate violence,
Wondering if your car could just drive over
Their nice, shiny paint job.
_
You spiral around Airline,
Determined not to leave without a spot.
Spiraling into despair
As you see your class time
Tick tick tick
Closer, closer, past.
_
You text someone in your class
that you can’t find parking;
they tell you to park in the neighborhood.
You stop at the curb,
an ominous sign hanging above you:
_
Resident Parking ONLY
MON Thru FRI
8am To 5pm.
You exit the dark omen’s forbidding shadow.
_
As you circle SMU,
you see an empty lot.
It’s forbidden to you:
Faculty Only.
_
You diligently try each parking lot again.
What’s that?
An empty space?
You rush toward it.
_
It’s a motorcycle.
Your class started an hour ago;
You’re now missing your next class.
_
You briefly consider
Trying to share the space.
_
You hurry through the various lots;
you hear a crunch, a crash, a curse—
an accident behind you
in the tight twists of Binkley.
You leave your fallen comrades behind,
hoping for less competition.
_
Even the paid parking is full.
You contemplate parking on the grass;
RGT can turn your car into a fountain.
_
You’ve now spent twice the cost of the parking pass
in gas
looking for a space.
_
You finally spot
someone with their lights on.
Maybe they’re leaving?
You wait. You lurk.
They slowly reverse.
_
You found a space!
_
You look out your window;
it’s dark outside.
All your classes are over.
You drive home.
_
Photo Credit: Tom Rodgers at the SMU Daily Campus, https://www.smudailycampus.com/news/curb-controversy-over-parking-on-hillcrest
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