Parking

My friend, Élan, is an Ancient Alien. He lives in our neighborhood and pilots a long-haul spacecraft between here and Arcturus, his home planet, for a living.

He was complaining the other day about parking his personal spaceship. He keeps getting parking tickets and it’s getting a little expensive. He took me to see the spot where he parks. Yes, the curb is painted red, but there is a big sign that says “Fine for Parking.”

Which is it? It’s very confusing. I’ll go down to City Hall on Monday to see if we can straighten this out.