The camp director called me back yesterday and was suitably appalled. She
1) asked me who it was (yes, I told her)
2) told me she'll write a blurb in the newsletter
3) told me she'd stake out the lot this morning and put notes on people's windshields.
Sure enough, when I pulled up this morning, there was a car in the yellow crosshatch spaces. It was a different person today than yesterday! I pulled up and told Wendy. Off she went!
Oh and on the topic of the Dirty Dancing post (no relation to this post :) ):
I WAS JOKING, MOMMY!!!!
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