The Proud Suburbanite

So... Here you are... So cruel and unbending, stark, stubborn and completely unopen to persuasion... You have no heart, not a single ounce of compassion or empathy... You pop up out of nowhere; don't even give me a warning shot across the bow before you dive straight in and take me down. You blame me completely before even giving me a chance to make good and avoid such harsh judgment... You don't even know me and still you treat me like some criminal.

I feel so judged...

I hate parking tickets.