This conversation actually happened:
Me: Damnit…. Good evening officer. How are you doing?
Meterman: Oh… Uh.... Pretty good. How are you? This your car?
Me: Yeah. Shoot. I just ran in for a little bit.
Meterman: Yeah. Had you been a few minutes sooner, I could have let you off with a warning.
Me: Shoot. I had been on my way out then something had caught my eye. I didn’t even realize I still needed to pay the meter this late. What time does it go until?
Meterman: Yeah. It’s until 10. What state is your license plate from?
Me:
Meterman:
Me: No. I just moved out here to teach.
Meterman: Really? What school?
Me:
Meterman: It’s only 25 bucks. So are you married?
Me: Um… No. I moved out here on a whim. I really don’t know anyone here.
Meterman: So what do you think of it out here?
Me: Well, you guys are a lot tougher with parking tickets.
Meterman: What?... oh right. well I mean, how do you like the girls compared to those in
Me: Well. I guess they’re different.
Meterman: How so?
Me: Hmm. I think the girls in
Meterman: Sluttier?
Me: Um. No. I guess I was trying to say they’re…
Meterman: They’re pretty slutty.
Me: Yeah. I guess.
Meterman: I just trying to figure out if that beach boys song is true. You know what I’m talking about?
Me: Yeah. I know the song.
Meterman: You know. About
Me: Yeah.
Meterman: I think girls on the east coast are totally hot.
Me: Yeah. I guess they are.
Meterman: Much hotter than
Meterman: So what’s your name?
Me: Dan
Meterman: I’m Chris. So I guess I’ll be seeing you around.
Me: Yeah.
Meterman: And I know your car now so….
Me: Yeah, you sure do.
Meterman: If you see me around, don’t be a stranger. Be sure to say 'Hi'.
Me: Alright Chris, I'll do that.
Meterman: See ya! (hands me the ticket).