My weekend....
The drama of my weekend....
I will be quick...
Friday...was supposed to move, but could not borrow R's truck...he wants me to borrow it next weekend. On HIS time to be here. Figures.
Saturday...Jamie spent the night in jail (see myspace blog)
Sunday...Eric texts me to tell me that he went to the shell station, and two kids were beating the shit out of another kid (who was on the ground). He could not believe that people were just watching, so he pulled the kid who was doing the pounding at that moment off the kid on the ground and told him to back off. Of course, they fled. Then a few hours later he texts me that his car died on him. I had to go pick him up. I dropped him off at the apartment, and headed back to the house. Well, I did not even get the mile back to the house when he called me all pissed off.... Someone BROKE INTO THE APT! I went straight back there while talking to him on the phone. He had the kid in a head lock, but the kid mentioned that Jamie told him the front door was open and to go in... so he let the kid go. When I got there, I immediately saw that the back bedroom window was WIDE OPEN under the blind, and that the things that were piled in front of it were scattered! This punk BROKE into the apt. Cops were called and descriptions given.
Monday...I went to work, hoping for a "normal" day, and lo and behold get a call from Steve at noon. Some kid rode a bike up to Stevens car in the driveway, quickly jumped off the bike, and ran thru the yard. Steve could not leave for work because he did not know where the kid was hiding. He walked the yard and checked the shed. I told him to call the cops, and that I was on my way home. Officer friendly took down the info, and I also told him about the apartment.
So, here I am...hoping for an uneventful afternoon.
What a freaking weekend.....
I will be quick...
Friday...was supposed to move, but could not borrow R's truck...he wants me to borrow it next weekend. On HIS time to be here. Figures.
Saturday...Jamie spent the night in jail (see myspace blog)
Sunday...Eric texts me to tell me that he went to the shell station, and two kids were beating the shit out of another kid (who was on the ground). He could not believe that people were just watching, so he pulled the kid who was doing the pounding at that moment off the kid on the ground and told him to back off. Of course, they fled. Then a few hours later he texts me that his car died on him. I had to go pick him up. I dropped him off at the apartment, and headed back to the house. Well, I did not even get the mile back to the house when he called me all pissed off.... Someone BROKE INTO THE APT! I went straight back there while talking to him on the phone. He had the kid in a head lock, but the kid mentioned that Jamie told him the front door was open and to go in... so he let the kid go. When I got there, I immediately saw that the back bedroom window was WIDE OPEN under the blind, and that the things that were piled in front of it were scattered! This punk BROKE into the apt. Cops were called and descriptions given.
Monday...I went to work, hoping for a "normal" day, and lo and behold get a call from Steve at noon. Some kid rode a bike up to Stevens car in the driveway, quickly jumped off the bike, and ran thru the yard. Steve could not leave for work because he did not know where the kid was hiding. He walked the yard and checked the shed. I told him to call the cops, and that I was on my way home. Officer friendly took down the info, and I also told him about the apartment.
So, here I am...hoping for an uneventful afternoon.
What a freaking weekend.....