Rip off

I spent 2 hours last night driving to the new ballet studio to make sure that I knew exactly how to get to there.  So glad that I did, because I made every single possible mistake I could make, wandered into some strange neighborhood, but eventually got on the freeway and got back home.

Still I wasn't sure if I could get to the studio on time after all, so I left office half an hour in advance.  Once again, glad that I did that, because it turned out that there was a traffic jam (in fact I don't know if the traffic will happen every single time I go to the class at around 6:00 pm).  I found the parking garage that the ballet studio suggested, and even brought 5 of the $1.50 coupon for 2 hours parking.

And so I took the class at the new studio, which was fine.  I mean, ballet studio is ballet studio.  There's nothing particularly spectacular.  Regular professional quality studio I guess it was.

Then at the end of the class my teacher told me that the street side parking was actually free after 6 pm.  That was my first WTF.  And then when I used to coupon to get out, I was told that I parked 15 minutes over the 2 hour limit, so that's EXTRA $2.  And finally, maybe because I was in such a lousy mood, my seemed to missed a turn instructed by the iPad GPS, and turned out got me into (once again) strange dark neighborhood.  And that was another 30 minutes before I found the way to get out.  WTF.  Double WTF.