Where I worked in Pennsylvania:
-no one parked in my spot. Too much mud on the asphalt.
-everyone knew when it was going to rain, they would see me walking to the parking lot with a trash bag to cover my seat.
-on my ride home, Jeep dealership salesmen would actually wave to me driving by. I was the only one in a topless TJ with a suit on.
Those were the days...
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