Hmm, so Gene says this is something I should have....
Don't expect anything all that insightful, as there isn't anything all that exciting to my life. This will prolly turn out to be a rant page... we'll see.
Eh, what does this do? Maybe I'll tell the story of my wonderful evening yesterday...
So, it's sometime after 7pm, and I notice while getting something to drink, that someone is parked in front of my garage. This very much pissed me off - as there is another loooong story about people parking in the driveaway area there. So, being the total ass that I am, I decided that I needed to go out. So, I get in the car, open the garage, and back out. Oh my, there's a car there! So, I honk my horn a few times, for the person may realize that I am honking for them to move.
Nope, no one comes out. So I drive back in and get the phone to call the towing company. They give me some b.s. about how only an apartment representative can call in a tow. Yeah, we've been through all that with the previous story. So, I call the after hours 'secretary' to have them get the 'courtesy officer'. So, while I wait outside, I decide that this will prolly take forever, so I turn off the engine. As I leave the garage outside, I see the owner of the car come out - I feel he's been out side all along, cause this timing is far too coincidental for me.
He goes to his car, opens the door, and proceeds to apologize and offer an explaination - something along the lines of that he is waiting for my neighbors to get back. I tell the guy, "I'm not really interested in an eplaination, I want you to move your car so I can get out." He just sits there, smiling at me, telling me how sorry he is. So I say, "Look, it's a simple concept. Put the key in the ignition, start the car, and move out of the way." He just stands there smiling like it was a good joke. So I look at him, and say, "Now would be a good time." With which he offers, "For what?" "Now, would be a good time for you to move your car out of the way. I need to leave, and you are still blocking me."
After a short while later, he proceeds to move. Am I just getting jaded in my old age, or do others agree that this man was utterly stupid?
So, he moves out, and I go around the block for a while. As I get back, I see him (and the other two vehicles that were parked in front of the neighbor's garage) leave.
Ok, brush with stupidity over with. Now, comes 9pm. I see my wonderful accros the street neighbors and their multitude (20-30) of friends get back from jetskiing. They are putting the jet ski back in their garage. Now, from what I can tell, there is an older guy (looks like 40's) and some indeterminant number of younger 20 year olds that live there. The friends are in their lower 20's - or at the least have the mentality of lower 20's. You know, the lets get drunk and be stupid and yell and smoke and peep in people's doorways and windows, and piss on buildings type of people.
So, the pickup gets done unloading, and it goes into the driveway for my building, turns around, and stops right in front of my door. It sits there for a while. So, I go grab the phone to have them towed, and when I get back to the window, I see a guy standing in front of my steps, with his fly open, and he's holding his dick. Well, that seems like pissing on my building to me.
Knowing that cops won't get there by the time he's done, I go to get dressed, and get my steel toed boots on. Yeah, that was a time waster, but I wanted to make sure I had the ability to make any of them stumble if need be. And, I rather liked the idea and throwing the door open - startling him into non-action - and running out and kicking him in the groin as hard as I could muster. Figure the steel toed boots would at the least keep him on the ground for some time, if not hospitalization. Like to hear him explain that to the cops.
But, it took too long, and they left.
Then 10 minutes later, the after hours maintenance guy calls me about the guy parking in front of my garage. Hello? Over 2 1/2 hours after the fact, and you are just calling me. Plus, you aren't even the 'courtesy officer'. WTF
At least, out of the 4 after hour complaints I have made, this is the first to have been addressed, albeit way late, and the wrong guy.
Needless to say it took a few hours to calm down. I can't wait till I can move into my house.
Posted by haglund at July 26, 2002 8:43 PM