Well that wasn't something I expected to read in the middle of this thread. But seriously, what the hell???MuckRaker96 said:I heard a bunch of people outside my house speaking a foreign language so I walked outside to see what was going on. The cul-de-sac had become a de facto parking lot full of cars and a house about 4 away from mine on the other side of the cul-de-sac had its garage open and multiple Indian women inside serving food from a massive buffet line. The front door of the home was open and people were streaming in and out like ants and there was some fairly loud music playing. This was all in the middle of the afternoon on a weekday, mind you.SF2004 said:
Not reading 8 pages, all good soundtracks that I saw.
I am just here to ask if we ever found out what the bull**** in the culdesac was all about?
The entire street was also lined with cars on both sides. But the real capper was that there were cones in front of my driveway blocking it off and a sign in my front yard that read "VIP COMPLIMENTARY PARKING". There was one across the street in another yard as well. There were two guys who were doing said VIP complimentary parking for people attending the to-do at the other house.
They saw me and waved in a friendly manner until I picked up the first cone and threw it into the street. They started to walk rapidly toward me as I picked up the cone and kicked it with my robot leg into the street, then started running when I took their hand-painted sign and threw it as hard as I could at them.
This made them angry and they threatened to call the police. I said I can do you one better, there's a state trooper who lives on the other side of this street. I'll go get him and he can decide what to do. Suddenly, calling the police sounded like a bad idea to them. They said they had been hired for a private party - the reception for an Indian wedding - and didn't realize I was home. Which of course, is no justification for turning my street into a parking lot and putting **** in my yard.
They took their signs and cones and put them away. And said it was all just a misunderstanding. I came back in and was halfway through the tracks for that day when I heard a car in the driveway. Wondering why my wife was home 3 hours early I went out to find an Indian couple had parked their Lexus in my driveway and waved and the man said "It's OK! We will move it soon! We are just waiting for the attendant!"
I am not a violent person and have not been involved in fisticuffs in more than 20 years, but I told Mr. Lexus that if left his car there, I would smash it with a baseball bat. Then they got back in and left.
Epilogue: When my wife got home they had put the sign back up in the middle of the street right in front of our house. My wife had just gone back to work and had a terrible day. She took one look at what was going on and ran that sign right the **** over.
