The Oddities Continue...

I pulled into the alley behind my house this evening, because that is where our driveway is. Ours is the first driveway on the right, in fact it's really the only driveway - the other houses have garages in the back or their yards extend all the way to the alley. As I turned in there was a older gentlemen standing at the edge of my driveway with his back to me. People often duck into our driveway if they are walking down the alley and a car approaches. This makes sense, they are just trying to get out of the way and don't realize, until a turn signal is turned on, that we mean to turn into this driveway.

This is not what happened however. This gentlemen, and I'm using this term very loosely, looked like he was urinating. I did not see a stream, but his body position etc convinced me of this. I said to myself, "This can't actually be happening!"

I can't remember the exact timing of events, probably because I was (still am) so flustered. I pulled into my driveway. He returned to the silver mini van with Ohio plates (curses for not thinking to get the plate number). I gathered my belongings from the car and walked to the end of the alley. Another gentlemen was there as well, with more people in the van. I recognized this man, he recognized me. They were the guys working on the house behind mine. I had brought them iced tea on a couple particularly hot afternoons. Greetings were exchanged and then I asked him why his friend had peed in my driveway. He was flummoxed at first. (Is it fair to describe someone with a word that does not exist in their vocabulary?) When he realized I was referring to the older man he told me he wouldn't let it happen again.

I went into my house and told the Boy about this adventure and his response was, "Uh that's a sexual offense! We can really screw up his life!" I popped next door to ask my neighbor for the police chief's phone number. The police chief was no longer there so she and I are going to call tomorrow morning and have a chat.