“Eh, no space to park sia…” I lamented as after waiting for 10 minutes in the car park near a particularly famous crispy roti prata place.
“Bro! Just park there lah!” said my friend as he pointed to the side of the road which has double yellow lines (read: NO PARKING at ALL TIME), “other people also park there what…”
“Dude. It’s a DOUBLE YELLOW LINE leh… If kena fine how?”
“Eh… Relax lah. Won’t one. We damn late already. Gotta go meet the rest.”
“If I kena fined you pay ah…”
“CAN CAN. I PAY.”
“YOU SAY ONE AH.”
Pictured above: a reenactment of my friend convincing me to do something illegal.
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While walking back to my car, I noticed a white strip of paper neatly tucked under my windscreen wiper. And… I got written up for a fine of $50 for illegal parking!
