This morning I was making my normal 1.2 minute ride to work and I was pretty much steaming. There is a truck that parks across the street and its alarm goes off if you fart too loud. It went off all. freakin. night. last. night. I even had images in my head of me going out and shooting it with an Uzi, which is just silly, because we all know that I am a country girl and, if anything, it would be a sawed off shotgun I would use.
Anyway, this morning I was contemplating what move I was going to make to ensure that I will never hear that car alarm again...call the non-emergency police and make a report, knock on every door on the block and sign a petition to burn the truck, or perhaps write a nice letter to him/her explaining that the neighborhood isn't sleeping at night because of his/her truck "crying wolf" all night.
As I was deciding this I was at a stop sign in which I was going to make a left turn…there was a burly truck also at the stop across from me. In the truck was a girl who apparently didn't know she was driving and when she looked up and saw me staring her down in wonderment on whether or not she was going to go or hit me when I made the turn…and she smiled and waved her hands in a "you can go" gesture which then just made me giggle cause she was obviously really busy with something OTHER than driving and she thought it was pretty hilarious that I was waiting on her. That is when I decided I was going to have a good day today despite my lack of sleep. Smiles are under rated…thank you girl in the ugly red truck not paying attention – your smile made my day!
In other news:
I think I am going to have to start a segment of interesting things that you find when doing normal, everyday tasks. We will note from my previous Blog of things I found in the laundry. Well, yesterday Brian was mowing and he found:
Half a cell phone
and
A weave. Yes, a weave. And it looked a lot like a dead animal. I actually asked if it was a dead animal when he brought me out to show me. It choked the mower. It looked like something that came off of this girls head.
By the way…this is the letter I am going to write to the guy/gal who owns that truck:
Dear Black Tundra:
You are a beautiful truck, one worth protecting with such a fine alarm system as you have installed; but your constant alarm at such things as vehicles without mufflers, trucks or motorcycles is keeping me awake at night. I have stopped looking out the window to see if someone is actually harming you because your alarm goes off about every 15-30 minutes.
If you would be so kind as to adjust your sensor it would help me to be fresh for work the next day and also aide me in getting over my hangovers on the weekend.
Thank you very much for your consideration,
The Neighborhood (Four Block Radius)
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