The University of Texas seems to be trying its hardest to alienate me lately. First, the Texas football team seems to be crumbling as the season progresses. Second, the University has imposed countless training requirements on me, Hannah, and Georgia, as well as the rest of the Journal staff, without any basis in necessity for said training. Finally, today I was slapped with a parking ticket in the garage for which I paid good money for a daily permit. Despite being an inch away from the cables at the front of the parking space, I was cited for being "extended into traffic," as Brutus's rear end was beyond the rear line. Now, perhaps my ire is a necessary byproduct of owning a larger than necessary vehicle, but how does the University suggest I park Brutus if none of the spaces are long enough for him to fit? Am I to hope each daily parking attendant doesn't give me a ticket to pay for this extra space I require (a $35 fine, mind you), on top of the hundreds I have already paid for the permit itself? It makes little sense and is yet another ticket I intend to appeal.
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