I used to work at a university where the parking lots were patrolled by a some over-eager inspectors. Sometimes in the minute or two it would take to walk to the ticket vending machine and return to put the ticket on display on the dashboard, there would already be one of these vultures standing besides your car writing out a fine.
On one occasion that this happened to me a bunch of maybe a dozen students were coincidentally walking past when I returned to my car. The parking inspector puffed up her chest and stretched out her arms horizontally, dramatically wielding her pen to her ticket book held out for all to see at shoulder height. She then exclaimed in a proud and authoritative voice loud enough to get everyone's attention: "this young man is getting himself a parking fine!". FFS. I just opened up my car door, put the ticket onto the dashboard, shut the door and walked away without saying anything or even looking at her directly. All dejected-like and with everyone's attention she had no other option but to tear her partially written script from her book and screw it up. Sure, the parking inspector is just doing a job that pays the bills, but fark, there are some petty losers attracted to the profession that is for sure.