Pee’d off
February 13, 2008I have been meaning to share this gem of a story. The other day I heard the neighbor’s dog barking very loudly and some voices near the front door. I live in a townhouse and my front door is pretty close to the neighbor’s front door.
I innocently opened my door to see what was going on, only to see this man dressed in black, pee’ing behind the neighbor’s garbage can but on their house. Yes, he was about 6 feet away from me pee’ing on the neighbor’s house (or maybe towards the ground there…I didn’t go and examine.)
Even worse, he saw me see him.
Those who know me personally would think that I would have said something. I am a pretty direct person. However, I have to tell you that I was so shocked that I just said “GROSS!” and came back in the house.
Thank goodness the girls weren’t with me when I walked outside.
The next day, I saw the neighbor-lady of the house and I told her what I witnessed and described the man and his car, time of day, etc. She also said “Gross!”
That whole day I had that image in my head. I kept wondering why he just didn’t take two steps into their backyard where it is fenced to go. Or, better yet, why didn’t he just go in there house to use the restroom.
Sadly, this is the second time in about a year that I have witnessed someone pee’ing outside our house.
I told my husband that maybe we should get a little sign. You know, some people have “Beware of Dog” or “No solicitations.” Our will say, “No Pee Zone.”
Okay, enough about that. I have no knitting stuff to share. I can tell you I finally re-organized my yarn desk. There was some major yarn creap all over my house as well as my desk threw up yarn onto itself and it became one tangled mess. It is all fixed now, thanks to Target’s canvas cubes.
In school news, I got a C on my first test. The class average was a D. I got an A on my second test. I am divorcing my lab partners and will get new ones at the next lab. Basically, they want to speed through the lab and get it done quickly. I want to take my time and learn. It is hard for me to compromise this. One of my lab partners told me “that is how life is, some people are just faster at learning than others.” So…that is how life is, huh? I am thankful she tried to teach me that lesson. I let her know that while she might believe that, I will still be asking for new lab partners.
Don’t you worry about the C grade. I am not. I still have the option to drop one test score.
Finally, I wasn’t feeling good a week or so ago with bad back pain, headaches, sore throat, chills…type stuff. After a few days of sleeping and not knowing what was wrong with me. I even at one time thought the screws in my back were unscrewing.
It ends up I had the flu, probably a mild version of it. Tony got it over the weekend and was bad. He rarely gets sick, but when he does it is absolutely terrible. He even missed 2 days of work…GASP!! (He is a workaholic, so that is rare.)
Ewww-I would have freaked out and screamed my head off, but that’s me-unfiltered at it’s best.
You gave me your cold-I knew it-bad back pain, loss of voice, congested, chest tight, headaches-I am told I sound like Shaggy from Scooby-Doo (or Peter Brady from the puberty Brady Bunch episode, but that may be before your time).
Better to be pee’d off than pee’d on. Too bad the townhouse diod not have a choice. But hey…at least eh wasn’t peeing on YOUR townhouse! ;o)
Ick! I see people peeing everywhere here - even on the church across from me! People just have no respect….and since its almost 100% men that I see doing this, that men must have the smallest bladder around since they can not seem to hold it.
YUCK! I don’t know what I would’ve done. Probably what you did - I would’ve been to shocked to make a scene.
ugh… that is just so wrong. yuck.
Oh my God! I can’t even believe that. Was he someone who knew your neighbor? It seems so bizarre that someone would randomly choose to pee on a house!
Ewww! I would have called the cops.
Was he drunk, or just mentally deranged?
One thing that might help with the labs is to read everything before class. (Not that I’m telling you not to divorce your partner, but it might help things move faster.)