"The Boot"

I think Chris Farley said it best with, "Whoa, that was close..."
Last night I barely avoided a nice $50 fine, and wow, it was close.
So I was just having a good time at my friend's apartment, and about the time I was going to leave they happened to mention, "Oh you better go, they start booting cars at 1:30." {Not the most pleasant thing to hear at 1:31 AM}

So there I was running down the stairs to the street when I see a Jeep Liberty parked right to the side of where my car should be. Crap. Mind you that it was about this time when I was saying, "Fetch, Fetch, Fetch, Fetch, Fetch, Fetch,Fetch, Fetch...." while en route to my car.
I literally jump over the hood of the jeep to see this guy squatting in front of my back tire holding something resembling a giant orange claw. I did the only thing that I could think of: I defiantly jammed my key into my door and opened it. This took a little concentration on my part, so I didn't notice right away that he got up and was getting back in his car.

The rest continues as follows:
Me: "Uhhh did you boot me or am I ok?"
-He looks at both of my tires-
Boot Guy: "Looks like your good."

Oh the feeling of relief, I sang the entire way home. Thank you Mr. Boot Guy!