----- Original Message -----
From: "Kevin Tarr" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Sent: Friday, April 13, 2001 9:25 PM
Subject: Fired up! (Neighbors)
> I had the day off, got up early to roto-til the garden, pull weeds, throw
> junk into the back of the truck to take to the dump, basically spend the
> sunny day doing stuff around the outside of the house.
>
> Now my truck is at the back of my property, on my land. I have my back
fence
> gate open to carry stuff to the truck. I'm covered in dirt and planting
> seeds in the garden when I notice this woman standing behind my truck
> writing down my license number. I stand up and she goes to her house. Her
> property abuts mine. I've never seen her before. I continue what I'm
doing,
> finish, put the tools away, clean up, and then close my gate and drive my
> truck to the front of my house.
>
> I'm in the shower when the doorbell rings, and I hear knocking. I dismiss
> it, I'm in the shower and the only reason I'd get out was if the house was
> on fire.
>
> Twenty minutes later I'm dressed and ready for a night out when again
there
> is the doorbell and knocking. I open the door and there is Officer
Friendly.
> (He was very polite.) He says he has a citation for me for TRESSPASSING. I
> made a joke and we laughed and we talked about it and finally went to the
> back of my land and sure enough the tire tracks prove I was about a foot
on
> my neighbors land. I'm being polite and trying to think of a nice way to
> tell him where he can put the citation.
>
> He fills me in and says that from day one when the neighbor moved in, more
> than a year ago, she has been calling the police about troubles great and
> small. Since this was the first time he had talked to me about her (he was
> the 'special officer' who dealt with her calls) then either this was the
> first time I had come to her notice, or just hadn't done anything wrong.
He
> waved the citation as long as I agreed to 'stay off' her property.
>
> I was in way too good a mood to worry about it earlier this evening but
now
> that I'm home, without companionship, I've had some time to stew and the
> soup isn't plesant. Oh well maybe a good nights sleep will make me feel
> better.
>
If she lived next door to me, she would soon have marijuana growing all over
her property. That would pretty much take the wind out of those calls to the
police. Zen dirty tactics and Sufi revenge. <G>
xponent
rob
