. . . here's your sign . . .

. . . while i was "stuck" all day

 at snowbird, 

bill went to spend some time

 with his younger brother . . .

. . . they planned to meet halfway,

 then ride together . . . 

. . . so, after filling the car with gas

 {again} 

he parked 

in the huge empty lot

of an abandoned big box store . . . 

. . . when they returned 

three hours later, 

the car was gone . . . 

. . . g . . . 

. . . o . . .

. . . n . . .

. . . e . . .

. . . only then did john 

notice a tiny sign ~ 

not on the row where bill parked

 ~ saying no parking 

was allowed there . . .

. . . our car had been towed 

to a fenced lot 

four blocks away . . . 

. . . by a fabulous towing company

 who only accepts cash 

{and lots of it!} 

as payment . . .

. . . bless their hearts . . .