Anybody else get paranoid about unidentified cars? So I live in a cul-de-sac type street. Pretty quiet neighborhood save for sometimes I'm working in the garage until 2am or later. Not a lot of loud noises, kind of a safe area, except robberies happen every now and then, but generally low crime. There's also a no parking from 3am to 5am on the street without a permit law to keep unidentified cars off the streets. I usually come home late, around 1 to 2am on weekends after work. Sometimes there are cars I don't recognize sitting outside on the street at this hour. Most of my neighbors cars and their relatives cars I can identify, but every now and again I get some car that doesn't ring a bell. After my neighbor had a vehicle stolen out of their driveway awhile back, I started tagging descriptions and license plate numbers of suspicious vehicles, just in case. Sometimes the cars are occupied.
Well, tonight there was a couple of cars, one with very foggy windows, both small cars. I approached and shined my flashlight through, and they had covered their faces. My guess is they were some teens getting high and smoking weed, either that or having sex, although the foggy windowed car was a Yaris, not exactly the romp vehicle of choice :icon_bigg. I walked away and stood in my garage, the Yaris started up and drove away. I waited, knowing someone would come get the other car. He finally did, and at first tried to casually get in the car and drive away as I called out to him a couple times. I tried not to be a dick about it, but my tone ended up more interrogator like than friendly since he had ignored my first few calls. Our conversation went as follows:
Me: "What were you guys doing in the Yaris?"
Him: "What Yaris? I just came from my friends house. My friend lives over there." (Pointing in the opposite direction he came from)
Me: "Uh-huh, let me see your eyes." (eyes were bloodshot red)
Him: "We weren't smoking weed or anything."
Me: "Look, I really don't mind what you do, just find a better place to do it. I'm not as crazy as I seem to be, I just come home late often, and the last thing I need is to be paranoid about an unknown car in the street, thinking someone might be robbed."
I know my local Sheriff patrols fairly often, especially during that 3-5am mark. I've tried weed, did the whole hotbox thing in a neighborhood, just not my thing. I suppose I gave them a little scare, but better for them it was me and not the Sheriff. The last time a car was in my street, the couple inside were doing the deed :naughty:, and I hit them with a floodlamp and politely asked them to finish up and leave. I know they were doing it, because I found their used condom on the street the next day:3d_frown:... Good thing street sweeping is weekly. Whatever happened to going to the park at night?
My friend just told me congratulations, I am now that old man who yells at kids to get off his lawn. I'm fine with that.
Well, tonight there was a couple of cars, one with very foggy windows, both small cars. I approached and shined my flashlight through, and they had covered their faces. My guess is they were some teens getting high and smoking weed, either that or having sex, although the foggy windowed car was a Yaris, not exactly the romp vehicle of choice :icon_bigg. I walked away and stood in my garage, the Yaris started up and drove away. I waited, knowing someone would come get the other car. He finally did, and at first tried to casually get in the car and drive away as I called out to him a couple times. I tried not to be a dick about it, but my tone ended up more interrogator like than friendly since he had ignored my first few calls. Our conversation went as follows:
Me: "What were you guys doing in the Yaris?"
Him: "What Yaris? I just came from my friends house. My friend lives over there." (Pointing in the opposite direction he came from)
Me: "Uh-huh, let me see your eyes." (eyes were bloodshot red)
Him: "We weren't smoking weed or anything."
Me: "Look, I really don't mind what you do, just find a better place to do it. I'm not as crazy as I seem to be, I just come home late often, and the last thing I need is to be paranoid about an unknown car in the street, thinking someone might be robbed."
I know my local Sheriff patrols fairly often, especially during that 3-5am mark. I've tried weed, did the whole hotbox thing in a neighborhood, just not my thing. I suppose I gave them a little scare, but better for them it was me and not the Sheriff. The last time a car was in my street, the couple inside were doing the deed :naughty:, and I hit them with a floodlamp and politely asked them to finish up and leave. I know they were doing it, because I found their used condom on the street the next day:3d_frown:... Good thing street sweeping is weekly. Whatever happened to going to the park at night?
My friend just told me congratulations, I am now that old man who yells at kids to get off his lawn. I'm fine with that.
