Parking was the real deal

Arrive, I actually arrived almost two hours early, but parking was the real deal. Green line, blue line, yellow line. And what if I left it there in the middle of the street? Turn right, one-direction. Half an hour. Loading and unloading, full, keep clear, full, car park. Car park? Fifteen minutes. Car park, what else? Fast up the street, in a hurry down the street. Lost. Five minutes. Taxi! Elevator. Two minutes. On time. Relief.

- Please, accept our apologies, we are a bit behind. Take a sit, please.

I sat down, I kept the change the taxi driver gave me. And the parking ticket? Heartache. Easy, I left it in the car! Relief. How many underground car parks would there be?