up all night tongiht......
Let me start by saying that this kinda shit never bothers me. I live in a semi-rural area and put things out by the road for people to take all the time. Talk to them usually which pisses my wife off....she's kind of against me putting anything out there and inviting strangers to stop at the house. It's only a once or twice a year thing anyhow. People are generally just scrap guys that do it to make extra money. Always just nice people that are grateful.
Tonight me and Zach took the trash out...no scrap...just our trash cans. We're in the garage and I'm fixing a flat on the 4 wheeler and a mini-van pulls in the drive. I thought maybe someone turning around but a guy gets out of it so I walk out to meet him. He said he thought he saw some romex in the trash which ended up being the yellow ties on our trash bags. I kinda laughed and said no problem and turned to go to the house. He starts talking to me about something and walking up the drive and motions to the van to shut the motor off. Now I'm wondering what the hell he wants. A second guy gets out of the van and walks up and they're looking at the firebird in the garage and he starts asking me questions about it. The first guy is mid 20's with zero teeth and his eyes are sunk back into his head....obviously a meth addict. The second guy has teeth but has no shirt on and covered in tats. Just not the kinda guys I want hanging around my garage shooting the shit and I'm 99% sure they were high as shit by how they were talking and their body language. I had Zach out there with me so I was just making idle conversation with them and making sure I kept them both in front of me and watched their hands. I didn't want to be a dick to them and escalate anything un-necessarily and maybe put Zach at risk so I just made conversation. They asked about the quad and dirt bike and shit like that....just dumb questions about what size they were and things like that. They probably hung out 10-15 minutes. The whole time Chunk is in the house raising hell and basically slamming himself up against the door. I pointed out how pissed the dog was and made sure they saw how big his ass is. They eventually got back in the van and left.
I immediately locked all my shit up and pulled the plug to the garage. Something about those guys ain't right and I've dealt with a ton of people. I loaded the gun and put it by the bed just in case they decide to show back up tonight but there's no way I'm going to sleep tonight. Everytime I try to lay down I think about how messed up that whole situation was and I have 3 kids upstairs asleep. Just not going to be able to sleep tonight.....or probably the next few nights. :D