parking ticket resolution

I went to 909 Filbert Street to refute my parking ticket from the middle of September. There was a line nearly out the door. When I walked in a security guard asked me if I was there for a scheduled hearing (yes) and could I turn my cell phone off (yes). I waited in the long line. The longer I waited the hotter I became. I was holding baby Doodle in my arms. My left arm, and then my right, were starting to ache from BD’s weight. I unbuttoned my jacket and his. We waited some more. Baby Doodle was in good spirits as the nurse behind us was talking and smiling at him. Finally we got to the window. I gave them my letter and I was told to wait some more for the next clerk to look at my paper work. She did and I had to sign three things (one for the free parking in the lot, one to say that I was there, and one on some form that I didn’t read, I know I should have). Baby Doodle and I sat down and with the nurse out of sight he started to whine. I tried bouncing him on my knee and making funny noises with my lips and tongue. He wasn’t interested. They called my name. I went up with all of my paperwork in hand and the woman at the swinging door said, “You’re dismissed as a courtesy.” I didn’t get my hearing. I didn’t get my chance to tell the hearing officer that the parking police were mistaken and they should be more careful before nonchalantly writing tickets. Mr. Doodlebug walked in just as I was being dismissed. I was glad to have it over and to not have to pay for a wrongful ticket, but I was kind of looking forward to having my day in “court.” Thanks baby Doodle for getting my ticket dismissed.