April 23, 2007

Incident Report

Fryday, 28 Goodenuf 2007

Life at the Funny Farm can get pretty surreal sometimes...

The other day, the doorbell rings, and there's a young (late high school/college age) gentleman at the front door.

[conversation paraphrased courtesy of the Funny Farm Transcription Service. Recollections may vary slightly from reality, but not so as to significantly alter the content of the conversation.]

Your Humble Narrator [YHN]: Hello?

The Young Dude [TYD]: Dude! What's up? Feeling good this evening?

[YHN]: What exactly is it you would like to talk to me about?

[TYD]: I only need 26 points and I can get to Cancun!

[YHN]: Excuse me?

[TYD]: I only need 26 points and I can get to Cancun!

[YHN]: What are you selling?

[TYD]: [looks at my WPE T-shirt] Dude! That's an awesome T-Shirt! Can I have it?

[YHN]: Excuse me?

[TYD]: Can I have that shirt? Where did you get it?

[YHN]: [points to the plainly visible URL for Bartcop] You can go to BartCop and get one of your own. They're $23, but less if you buy more than 1. What are you trying to sell me?

[TYD]: No, man - just give me the shirt.

[YHN]: Sorry, dude. You always walk up to people's doors, and ask them for the shirt off their back? You ever going to get to the point? What do you think you can sell me?

[TYD]: [whips out a laminated flyer, and shakes it out to full (three 8.5x11 page) size] These!

[YHN]: [barely glances at flyer] What the hell is this crap?

[TYD]: [mumbles]

[YHN]: I think we're done here...

[TYD]: Dude! Give me that shirt!

[Slam!]

The next day, after discussing landscaping alternatives with those who will be aiding me in my beautification (cough) project*, and basking in the glow of one of the first nice sunsets of the year 'round these parts, my friend and I were sitting on the front porch, and I watch a vehicle pull up in front of my next door neighbor's house - which is basically the first house of the row of houses along the street in the subdivision where I currently reside. Three individuals get out of the vehicle, commiserate with each other for a few seconds, and walk (out of my vision and) up to my neighbors' front door. As I continue my conversation with my friend, we see these three individuals march (with quite a bit of processional flair, I might add) down the sidewalk in front of my house, up the sidewalk leading to my front door, and start shuffling some papers (along with a familiar book quite popular with the locals) prior to beginning to start a dialog with Yours Truly.

[YHN]: If that's a Bible in your hands, you better just keep on walking.

Which they did without hesitation or complaint. Thank you, Jeebus!

Shortly thereafter, I checked, and verified that it was in fact a New Moon, as opposed to a Full one.

*: This one comes under the heading of any changes would be an improvement type of project. Not to say that the landscaping was not high on the list of Things To Do until lately or anything like that...

Posted by (: Tom :) at April 23, 2007 05:45 PM