Here’s a fun one. How much do you wind up paying in traffic fines a year?
I would say we average a couple a year or so. Parking in Auckland is not as tight as it is in other bigger cities, so parking tickets aren’t usually our bugbear. (And by ‘our’ I mean ‘his’ since I don’t actually drive.) Instead, it’s generally cutting into bus lanes too soon when turning, or going over the speed limit. And since we have a history of owning sad old cars (the only kind we could afford) there have been a couple of fines for being between warrants of fitness.
I feel like it’s just one of these inevitables of life if you own a car, one that barely registers on the scale of ‘worth talking about’. That said … a couple of people on Facebook recently posted about getting tickets. One for having no warrant of fitness and being parked on the road as their house has no off street parking – OH HOW I SYMPATHISE – and the other one, well, I don’t recall, except for the fact she thought it was BS. Don’t we all, though?
This week’s links
I am loving this Slate series, Best Laid Plans, featuring real people and their varied/unpredictable career paths
What it’s like when other people assume you’re white
What’s your tripod of stability?
Thoughts on class and money (with a great comment thread)
Time to quit: pretending I’ll ever learn to cook
Lessons from a decade of work