Utility workers once picked my legally parked car up (with a forklift, I imagine) and deposited it next to a fire hydrant so they could dig a hole.
After they were done, they left my car next to the hydrant.
Along comes a cop, and I get a ticket.
A neighbor witnessed it, and told me what happened.
I just paid the ticket and—for that and other annoyances from living in a city—resolved to move away, which I did two years later.
In NYC I once came home to find my car across the street from where I’d parked it. The road had been dug up and patched where my car had been.