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Location: St. Thomas, Ontario
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From an old Car Forum, Thread titled...Beau found it funny enough to share.
- up early before 6:00 / darn sun was shinning brightly through bedroom curtains
- and a light rain, outside
Wake up / Wake up / Wake up...Chicken Hawks !!
Man returns trash found on his rural property at Calgary home, fined for illegal dumping.
That reminds me of a story that happened to me, or to be more correct, a luckless lusty young lad who I never actually met.
It was about 20 years ago on the property I still live on. I was taking a stroll to what we call the upper field where I store my parts cars and where you have to drive through to get to the house. (The hillbilly ambience tends to deter unwelcome door knockers as a side benefit.)
As I strolled up there I noticed, to my annoyance, a bunch of beer cans and food containers all over the place. It had been party time for someone, however it wasn't too scattered, so I figured only one car had been parked there.
Heaving an exasperated sigh, I went back home for a garbage bag and started picking up other peoples garbage, something I have had to do many times. After picking the beer cans, the food scraps and (gingerly) a latex item or so, I was lastly picking bits of loose paper when I noticed one of them appeared to some kind of school correspondence.
A light came on in my head and I looked for a name and address and darned if I didn't find both, as well as a statement of some pretty poor grades, much to my evil delight!
I chuckled all the way to the house, told the wife what I was going to do and started making calls to all the people in the town that had that last name.
It's a small helpful town so the first people I called knew exactly whose kid that was and led me to the right family.
The next call was to the home number and I happened to get the mother on the phone. The call went sort of like this, as I recall:
Me: "Hi my name is Ken etc, do you have a son named Scumley"(Not his real name)
Her: "Yeeessss. (Cautiously)
Me: "Do You know where he was last night?"
Her : "Yeah, he was studying with a friend."
Me: "I hate to say this but I don't think so."
Her: "Why do you say that?"
Me: "Well, I was cleaning up some garbage this morning on my property close to town and I found his report card along with a bunch of beer cans and some other stuff that kind of looked like he was with a girl." (At this point I couldn't resist and added that, "By the way it doesn't look like he's doing well in Chemistry at all.)
Her: WHAT! He's not supposed to be seeing her anymore! (Pause) I'll fix him when he gets home! Thanks!
Me "No Problem. Bye.
Even as the sneaky weasel I am, I almost felt bad for that kid for the moment when he casually sauntered into the kitchen later that day and asked his mother what was for supper.
Never had a return visit though.
------------Kelly & (Amy - RIP @ 11.7 y/o)
Last edited by Beaumont67; 06-02-2020 at 05:23 AM.