Place- my driveway
Time- late morning (this morning)
Left home this morning, as usual.
Sometime late morning, about 10:00-10:30,
I realized I needed a couple of tools that I neglected to bring to the job site.
No problem, it's only minutes to my house...
So I pull up in front of my house to see someone standing in my driveway. Not at the curb, but all the way back to the end of the drive, and near the garage and shed.
O.k. my Spidey senses are tingling.
I exit my truck and see that not only do I not recognize him, but both of his hands are in plain sight.
I approached him fast enough to surprise him.
I asked in loud, rough , unambiguous voice, "What are you doing in my driveway?"
No answer...
It's then I realized that a truck of mine parked in the driveway has one of the doors standing open.
It was closed when I left this morning.
Now my Spidey senses have switch to anger.
"What the f***are you doing in my driveway, and why are you getting into my truck?".
Now he says, " I never got in your truck. That musta been someone else ".
"Wrong answer!"
"Bulls***", I say! "I'm calling the police".
This guy then says, " No man, I don't need no cops".
I told him he should have thought about that before getting into my truck.
Again, "I didn't get in your truck man".
Police showed up and I relayed my story.
They asked him what he was doing there and got the same, "I don't know".
They told me that the could only "trespass him for life" since I didn't see him in the truck.
O.k. with me.
I just wanted a report on file.
I asked the police if they needed anything more from me and they said no, so I went about gathering tools while they talked to the trespasser.
Next thing I knew they were searching him and putting him in nice shiney bracelets, then put him in their patrol car.
This afternoon I had the pleasure of knocking on all of the neighbors doors to inform them of the days goings on.
Police were on the scene in minutes, even though I called the non- emergency line.
Before they arrived I informed the trespasser that if this had been after dark he probably would have been shot.
He gave me a worried look, but never gave me any trouble.
Good thing too, because I was in no mood for silly games.
Time- late morning (this morning)
Left home this morning, as usual.
Sometime late morning, about 10:00-10:30,
I realized I needed a couple of tools that I neglected to bring to the job site.
No problem, it's only minutes to my house...
So I pull up in front of my house to see someone standing in my driveway. Not at the curb, but all the way back to the end of the drive, and near the garage and shed.
O.k. my Spidey senses are tingling.
I exit my truck and see that not only do I not recognize him, but both of his hands are in plain sight.
I approached him fast enough to surprise him.
I asked in loud, rough , unambiguous voice, "What are you doing in my driveway?"
No answer...
It's then I realized that a truck of mine parked in the driveway has one of the doors standing open.
It was closed when I left this morning.
Now my Spidey senses have switch to anger.
"What the f***are you doing in my driveway, and why are you getting into my truck?".
Now he says, " I never got in your truck. That musta been someone else ".
"Wrong answer!"
"Bulls***", I say! "I'm calling the police".
This guy then says, " No man, I don't need no cops".
I told him he should have thought about that before getting into my truck.
Again, "I didn't get in your truck man".
Police showed up and I relayed my story.
They asked him what he was doing there and got the same, "I don't know".
They told me that the could only "trespass him for life" since I didn't see him in the truck.
O.k. with me.
I just wanted a report on file.
I asked the police if they needed anything more from me and they said no, so I went about gathering tools while they talked to the trespasser.
Next thing I knew they were searching him and putting him in nice shiney bracelets, then put him in their patrol car.
This afternoon I had the pleasure of knocking on all of the neighbors doors to inform them of the days goings on.
Police were on the scene in minutes, even though I called the non- emergency line.
Before they arrived I informed the trespasser that if this had been after dark he probably would have been shot.
He gave me a worried look, but never gave me any trouble.
Good thing too, because I was in no mood for silly games.
