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            The one day I park on the top level of a parking garage
                                        
I arrive at the hospital [1] parking garage. For the past few days I've been
able to park on the second, maybe third level of the garage. But today is
different. As I'm driving, there are no open parking spots that aren't
reserved for doctors or handicapped people. I drive through the second level,
the third level, I'm beginning to get worried as I drive through the fourth
level, and by the time I hit the fifth and final level, I'm afraid I'm going
to have to drive backwards down the parking garage as I don't think there's
enough space for a three point turn. Maybe a thousand point turn, but at that
point, it might be easier to drive backwards. But there, at the very top, was
the final parking spot of the garage, still empty.

Sigh.

Now the parking garage is attached to the hospital. There's a stairwell with
some elevators leading down to the lobby of the hospital. Of course, these
elevators are for the garage—there's a separate set of elevators in the lobby
for the rooms of the hospitals, so each day, I take the garage elevator down,
head to the front desk to check in, then head to the guest elevators to the
rooms, which are next to the garage elevators.

When leaving, it's just heading down to the first floor, walk some two dozen
feet to the garage elevators, and head back up.

I say this, because at no time when parking do you leave an unroofed area,
except when you park on the fifth level of the garage! When I was left this
evening, I get to the fifth level of the parking garage, open the door to
enter the parking garage proper, and find myself looking into a solid wall of
rain.

And of course, my car is at the far end of the level.

Sigh.

[1] gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2026/05/23.1

Email Sean Conner at sean@conman.org

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