And then this reminds me of my part-time job in college. The evil parking department, which gave out meter-expired tickets the MINUTE your meter expired, and REALLY EXPENSIVE tickets if you parked in a red zone for two seconds to drop off a paper, had a cool alter ego. They had a service that gave you a jump if you drove to campus on a rainy day and forgot to turn your lights off because you were late for your exam. Or changed your tire because you had a flat and couldn't deal with it before class because you were late for your exam. Or gave you a lift to the gas station if you ran out of gas on the way to the exam you were late for. Or popped your lock if you left your keys in the car because you were running to your exam (late).
Being late for exams was not a prerequisite for this service. It was just the reason I heard a lot. But I got paid to sit around a lot and occasionally drive the campus parking truck out to revive dead batteries or change tires or open locked cars or (very rarely) take people to gas stations.
It was the beginning of my career in customer service... and grand theft auto.
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