Dude, where's my car?

I carpool with another student to work because the rotation site is at a hospital that's about an hour away. Today was the other student's day to drive, so I left our car on the street in front of our apartment where we had parked last night. When she pulled up to drop me off, I noticed that my car was missing.

Now, I wouldn't have thought much, except that it was rush hour and Adam won't drive during that time unless it's life or death. So I called Adam to see if he had parked it somewhere else, but he didn't answer. I was a little concerned, but went upstairs. Adam was home but hadn't heard his phone. I asked him if he had gone somewhere or moved the car and he hadn't. Okay, now I'm freaking out because I'm thinking someone stole the car. Then we realize that the reason it jumped out at me that the car was gone was that the street was almost empty...oh yeah, we got towed because of street cleaning! Apparently, today is the third Tuesday of the month despite being just the 15th.

Freaking 3 phone calls to track down the car, $115 and asking a friend for a ride later our car is back. Now we get to pay the $25 parking ticket. At least it wasn't as expensive as I thought it would be or stolen...

Boston is death on parking. I'm really ready to move. 17 days to graduation!