Talk to any New Yorker with a car (or motorized vehicle) about opposite side of the street parking, and you will get five million different strategies. From reading the paper to carrying a timer, eating breakfast, talking on your cell, or paying off the maintenance man to sit in your car, everyone has a story. I had never seen mine in practice until I watched the film, TRUST THE MAN. In the movie, Billy Crudup plays a car-owning New Yorker who treats OSSP like a competitive sport. He camps out in the car from early morning armed with a sandwich maker, a timer, his cell, and his computer (complete with stolen wireless connection), and he works (he's a freelance writer) from his car until parking goes into affect. This film is truly a New Yorker's view of life--I can only imagine the people in the flyover states trying to figure out why the hell cars keep getting towed if they're parked on the street (just try to decipher the hieroglyphics on those signs). But there were a few things that seemed incongruous: a literary agent's assistant making enough money to afford a large one bedroom apartment in the (near east) village, a cool wardrobe (all designer), and lunches/dinners at Fred's, Bar Pitti, Pastis, Da Silvano…yeah right, only in the movies.
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