2 18 pst [ beep beep ]
This morning, the idot construction guys were unhappy
that someone had not moved their car in accordance with their signs which
were posted after the fact, so at 8:40 am on a Saturday, one of them held
down the horn on his truck for a full minute. Matthew was sleeping and I
immediately bounded off the couch. I asked for the parking permit number
and was rufused while being call "sweetheart" by one idot and yelled at by
another. I smile and said that was just fine and that I was going to to
go call the police, after mentioning how not difficult it is to have
common courtesy for the residents of our neighborhood so early in the
morning. Another woman was hanging out her apartment buiolding yelling at
them. So I went inside, under the auspices of calling the police, and
they didn't beep again and I enjoyed a lovely morning. Ah, the family
tree...
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