Tuesday, March 13, 2007
SpotScout…Obviously Not for Moms
Ah, the agony of finding a parking space. Not for the faint of heart. Especially in in cities like LA or Boston where you'd rather face mass transit than try to drive around (and around) searching for a coveted spot. Enter SpotScout.
“SpotScout Inc. hopes to create an online marketplace where drivers armed with mobile phones can not only reserve private spaces in garages and driveways, but also swap public parking spots in real time, with vacant spaces going to the highest bidder.”
Swapping in real time? I can barely back out of a Publix spot without caving under the pressure of the irritated person waiting behind me. And with cell phone calls to make and pulling rolling water bottles out from under my brake pad, I don't think I can handle anymore multitasking while en route. But yet... with all the driving I do maybe I could make some money. “SpotScout envisions drivers posting information about their planned departure times and offering the space to the highest bidder.” Surely my big-ass minivan would draw some big bucks. Pricey private school here we come. I can see it now…
Mom to Potential Bidder: “Yes, I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
Mom to Child #1:“Okay, please put your shoes on. No, that one goes on your left foot. What do you mean, they're too small...Okay, where are your other ones? Dog doo?"
Mom to Child #Two: “No, we can’t bring the dog with us. Where's the dog? Who let the dog out? Cindy, come Cindy, come...Wanna cookie Cindy?...."
Mom to No One In Particular: “Where are the keys? Keys…for-got the keys.”
“Hello, Bidder Number One, make that a twenty-one minute ETA. Oh, you already got a better spot. Alright, maybe next. . . Hello?”
Okay, so maybe I’ll just have to think up some other money-making venture, as I keep driving around, looking for a parking space. And driving. And driving.
Ah, the agony of finding a parking space. Not for the faint of heart. Especially in in cities like LA or Boston where you'd rather face mass transit than try to drive around (and around) searching for a coveted spot. Enter SpotScout.
“SpotScout Inc. hopes to create an online marketplace where drivers armed with mobile phones can not only reserve private spaces in garages and driveways, but also swap public parking spots in real time, with vacant spaces going to the highest bidder.”
Swapping in real time? I can barely back out of a Publix spot without caving under the pressure of the irritated person waiting behind me. And with cell phone calls to make and pulling rolling water bottles out from under my brake pad, I don't think I can handle anymore multitasking while en route. But yet... with all the driving I do maybe I could make some money. “SpotScout envisions drivers posting information about their planned departure times and offering the space to the highest bidder.” Surely my big-ass minivan would draw some big bucks. Pricey private school here we come. I can see it now…
Mom to Potential Bidder: “Yes, I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
Mom to Child #1:“Okay, please put your shoes on. No, that one goes on your left foot. What do you mean, they're too small...Okay, where are your other ones? Dog doo?"
Mom to Child #Two: “No, we can’t bring the dog with us. Where's the dog? Who let the dog out? Cindy, come Cindy, come...Wanna cookie Cindy?...."
Mom to No One In Particular: “Where are the keys? Keys…for-got the keys.”
“Hello, Bidder Number One, make that a twenty-one minute ETA. Oh, you already got a better spot. Alright, maybe next. . . Hello?”
Okay, so maybe I’ll just have to think up some other money-making venture, as I keep driving around, looking for a parking space. And driving. And driving.
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