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My Friend, The Parking Lot Attendant
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

My Friend, The Parking Lot Attendant

—he's a dandy
—small moustache
—usually sucking on a cigar

he tends to lean into cars as he
transacts business

first time I met him, he said,
"hey! ya gonna make a

"maybe," I answered.

next meeting it was:
"hey, Ramrod! what's

"very little," I told

next time I had my girlfriend with me
and he just

next time I was

"hey," he asked, "where's the young

"I left her at home...."

"Bullshit! I'll bet she dumped

and the next time
he really leaned into the car:

"what's a guy like you doing driving a
BMW! I'll bet you inherited your
money, you didn't get this car with your

"how'd you guess?" I

that was some weeks ago.
I haven't seen him lately.
feIlow like that, chances are he just moved on
to better

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Comments (4)

The parking lot attendant is not a likable character, in fact he is rude to the customer by being too inquisitive. He probably lost his job.
Ah Yes! Bukowski found friends everywhere. And there's a good chance he ran into his friend elsewhere. Loved the poem! !
Short story but good I reckon he moved to a bigger parking lot.
hopefully, we all move on to better things.