Parking Karma.

I don't mean like, 'park your karma at the door,' I mean like parking you car -parking space- karma. I have a friend, and truly this is her story, that was dating a guy that lived downtown. He gave her his city parking pass so she could visit him and not worry about getting a ticket. Nice enough, right? Well, six months later they break up and she neglects to return the parking pass with the rest of his things. And I think she kept a t-shirt. Anyway, two months go by and he asks her (as they have remained friends) for the pass back. Now, he has asked her for this pass since the break up, but she has maintained that she had no such pass in her possession. She is feeling a little guilty though. So she goes to his place to pick up a sweater she had left over there while hanging out with mutual friends the week before and sneaks the pass back into his room. The junk-drawer in his dresser to be exact. A place where he will easily find it and likely think it has been lost in there all along. My friend leaves the loft feeling down about the loss of a golden pass like that, so she goes over to the mall to buy herself a little happy. Low and behold what happens to her, but the first parking spot (after the handicaps) on the ground floor is open. No incoming traffic to be seen. She eases her jeep into it thinking, 'Damn! What a good spot!' and goes into the mall for some shopercise. Now, I ask you: was it karma? Was it parking karma? She got like the fourth spot in the entire garage open. That never happens to me, or anyone I know! The only explanation is that the universe rewarded her with said spot after she returned the parking pass to it's rightful owner. Do not underestimate the power of karma.