I really don't have anything to say today, except that I fervently wish winter would just move along and leave us alone. I just wanted to post something because it's Leap Day.
Last night after all the shows had started I noticed someone taking pictures in our parking lot. Upon investigation I discovered it was a uniformed man photographing a car in one of our handicappped spaces. A little while later there was a ticket on their windshield.
I often get annoyed when I go shopping and the eight or ten closest places are designated handicapped and I have to park far away, even though more than half of the restricted ones are always empty. But at the theater we only have 2, and they are almost always taken--by vehicles with handicapped plates--so it was nice to see a scofflaw get caught.
I think four is the correct number of handicapped parking spaces for businesses in a city the size of mine.
Do you think Palmolive is made of palm and olive?