Shame Works Overtime

It's still an excellent gig for shame at my house. This week's success owes a lot to my parking problems at the downtown location of my job, and the lack of dedicated parking for employees. Which reminds me of this.

Note that the money I put toward debt by matching what I paid for commercial parking one day($17) is way outstripped by the money I "earned" toward debt with two consecutive street parking tickets ($60).

What have we learned from this? That my form of repaying debt resembles the proverbial hole to China more than just a little bit. At least I'm getting somewhere. Mostly in the dark.