Actually, “friendly neighborhood parking guy” is part of the neighborhood watch. That would explain the glowing baton thing.
I saw him tonight for the first time in like two weeks. He spotted me a good ways away and waited until I was a little closer. I actually saw him wave off his friends to wait just so he could give me a high five and tell me, “Kiotsukete!”
So maybe the Avon lady doesn’t think much of us, but at least the neighborhood watch thinks I’m five-by-five.
High five by five..?