I do get myself in some idiotic situations sometimes, and yesterday was no exception. There is a stack of bricks next to the road in town, in front of an old cafe. The bricks have been there for years, with vines etc. growing out of it.
So, Sunday at high noon, I was driving past and had this bright idea to help myself to about 20 bricks, for a project I had around the house.
I got 'em loaded in the trunk of the car, and the city constable, Wayne, drove up. He says someone saw you and called the owner, and she's mad. He unloaded the bricks out of the car, after taking two photos. Then another constable drove up and asked for my driver's license. I was saying get Nina Vee on the phone and let me talk to her, we can work it out.
Nina Vee bought the place where the bricks are, in front of that old cafe my parents operated for years. They lived there, and my four youngest brothers and sisters grew up in the back of that cafe. I had moved back home and lived there for months in the 70's when I was divorcing my husband. Lots of photos, lots of fond memories of that place, and that time.
Nina Vee had worked as a cook for my parents forever--when they wanted to sell the cafe, she bought it. Now she said she was gonna go to city hall and file papers for taking those bricks. I apologized for causing her any upset or distress and offered to pay whatever she thought they were worth if she would sell me those 20--but she said "they are invaluable," and is gonna take it to the judge.
I've known Nina Vee for 50 years at least, and admired her eccentric personality. Now what do you know? It has taken me all my life, as a senior citizen to have any contact with the law except for a speeding ticket 25 years ago rushing to work. Little ole me, pure as the driven snow. But as I proved, you're never too old to be stoopid! Susil