I think we can all agree that parking at any university is the biggest scam nationwide. You end up having to shell out hundreds of dollars for a student decal only for the inability to park in 95 percent of campus lots. God forbid you leave your car in the B lot with a D sticker to run into the student union for three minutes without some dingleberry in a parking service polo ninja-ing his golf cart up to your vehicle and slapping a ticket onto your windshield before you get back.
Thankfully, I was able to cheat the system, not pay for a single decal after my sophomore year, and avoided conflict with these cheeky patrol goons altogether. Big shoutout to the ladies of Alpha Xi Delta and Zeta Tau Alpha for never towing my car. You ladies are the real MVPs.
Unlike myself, some people just don’t know how to snake by. Stephen Coyle, a 26-year-old student at University of North Carolina at Charlotte, ended up getting hit with $110 worth of fines. After finding out that the majority of the coin doesn’t get fed back into the school, he decided to take a stand, pulled the ol’ pay with pennies routine, and stuck it firmly to the man.
In order to raise awareness, Coyle said, he went to three local banks and got $110 worth of pennies — 11,000 coins in total.
“There were 25 dollars in each box and 50 rolls,” he added. “I brought the pennies in loose — in three separate buckets.”
Because pennies are legal currency, the office had to accept them, said Coyle, who was then able to make an appointment to pay his bill.
It took two of the office’s employees three hours and 40 minutes to count the coins, Coyle said.
Personally, I would never put in this much effort to prove a point. I’m just not that passionate enough about anything in life, let alone fucking parking tickets, to go out of my way and gather up 11,000 Lincolns. Run to three banks and haul all of those pennies to the parking service office? No thanks. I’ll just hit the ATM, hand them the cash, and flip double birds on my way out. It’s the exact same message with none of the extra work. That’s called efficiency, Coyle. Not that I need to tell the 26-year-old college student on how to better manage his time..
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