I understand completely about making sure your neighborhood is safe against riff-raff and using the Neighborhood Watch program – but come on – there’s a limit.
Recently, I was in a middle class neighborhood, same as you’d think regular average people live when I was accosted by a moron in a Honda Accord. Not your upscale, gotta have one, type of vehicle.
I’m sitting there, on the street, minding my own business because I’m going to meet this guy about a job he wants us to do. The job is basically getting a foreclosed house ready to sell. I don’t know the guy personally, but I’d talked to him on the phone, he told me his name was Theo and I was going to meet him to take a look at the house.
I go to the location to meet and see a guy outside his house and asked him if he might be Theo. Just thought he might have been there earlier then I was and was getting things ready. He said it wasn’t him and I told him what I was doing and where I was supposed to meet Theo. He asks me if I’m sure this guy’s name is Theo and I’m pretty sure, but who knows? I might have been mistaken. So he tells me there’s this guy Resillio who works in the neighborhood cleaning carpets.
At this point, I’m thinking I might have gotten his name wrong, but who knows. So I thank him and go back to my waiting post. I’ll know the guy when I see him.
I’m in my car, minding my own business, reading some things in the car as I wait and this Honda comes up to me. I roll down my window and ask him if he’s Theo. He says no, but he doesn’t know a Theo and wants to know what I’m doing there.
I start telling him I’m waiting for Theo but I might have gotten the name wrong and it could be Resillio or something like that. I’m not really sure of the address since I’m waiting for Theo who is getting a house ready in the neighborhood. So here’s what happened next:
This MORON decides he’s going to play detective and starts getting rude saying things like, “I thought you just said a minute ago this guy’s name is Theo? Now it’s Resillio? OK well, I know Resillio and I’m going to call him right now!”
And of course, I could care less if he calls him. So I say, please do and ask him if he’s the guy I’m supposed to meet here because I thought his name was Theo.
So this guy calls Resillio who doesn’t know what is going on and of course, I start to say, I’m waiting for a guy named Theo and the other guy down the street is the one who said it might be Resillio. I’m trying to get this guy to leave me alone and he says, “Do I have to call a cop?”
I’m thinking “are you smoking crack?” I’m sitting here, minding my own business and you are a moron who can’t seem to get it straight what I’m saying to you. I’m not casing your house in broad daylight, I have no intention of talking to you if I’m going to “steal your stuff” and in that neighborhood full of Mr. and Mrs. Cleaver’s who in the heck wants to deal with them anyway? I’m just here to do my job and go home. That’s it.
So Barney, which I will call him from this point on (in reference to the cop on The Andy Griffith Show) tries to give me the evil eye and make me “nervous” which isn’t working. See I’m the kind of gal that gets mad, not nervous – there is a difference.
I say to him, “Now why would we want to call a cop?” And right as I’m about ready to tell this guy he has a lot of nerve accusing me of something I’m not even doing and harassing me which I will call a cop for if he doesn’t stop verbally accosting me, Theo drives up.
I knew it was Theo because I already told him the kind of car I was going to be driving and he recognized me right off the bat. So now, Barney sees I’m telling him the truth and without any kind of apology, drives off down the street.
Now, any of you who know me, know I’m not going to steal your stuff. It’s not me and most of my things are nice anyway and I’ve earned everything I have. I have no reason to take your things. But if, on the off chance, you were scared of me, do you really want me to know where you live?
Apparently Barney didn’t think of that when he pulled in his driveway. Now I know where he lives and he’s already made me mad. I’m not saying I would do anything to him, because it’s really not worth my time to even deal with a maggot like this guy, but if I was that type, he’s now an easy mark.
So here’s my advice people, think before you just accost someone on the street and if you decide you’re still going to go up to them and “speak your mind” be prepared for the consequences. It’s like asking for someone to hit you and then calling a cop when they do. You are the antagonist with your own words of discrimination against people when they don’t look like you or speak like you. Seriously, wanting to be politically correct, you’re stepping on your own philosophy there buddy.
Guess there’s no more innocent until proven guilty. You’re guilty even if the thought didn’t occur to you nowadays!
