Me, that is.

Since things are going rather well, I don’t have much to write about, but I did scare the piss out of some guy this morning, and that was funny enough to relate.

I was driving in to work in the morning dark, along the seldom-used back entrance, following a nice little sports car. Nothing notable there, until he turned off the road into a dirt driveway. Which happens to run only to one of my construction yards.

I noticed that, and knew he couldn’t possibly have any business there, so I stopped on the paved road to watch him. This obviously made him a little nervous, as he pulled up tighter to the gate, in by the big messy eucalyptus tree. Fortunately, my gate was locked, but we have a big problem with people dumping trash right there, so I pulled in behind him, flipped on my flasher, left the truck running and the headlights on him, and got out and walked up to his car.

Might have been a little stupid, but I was thinking it was a young kid, fairly easily intimidated.

He rolled down his window, and I could see that it was an older, nicely-dressed guy. I asked him if I could help him, and he stammered some excuse at just being there to look at the tree.

Yeah, right. It was still fully dark, and that’s just a trashy tree. I wasn’t buying it.

I told him that we had a big problem with people dumping there, and although I could see that he didn’t have a used mattress in the back of his car, I’d appreciate it if he moved on, as that was my yard.

I got back in the truck and waited for him to do so, and he did. Poor guy was probably just looking for somewhere to take a piss, but there’s no need for him to do that where I work. He can go piss at his own office!