RV Blog--Life in a Box. This just ain't 'camping' any more.... Wednesday, March 30, 2005: Wahoo! A new game, which I shall call "Harrassing the Uppity Trailer Trash"! Like, I was walking the dogs Sunday morning, 7:30 or so, and 2 women stopped me and demanded to know if I live in that community. Which I don't. It's a glorified trailer court with a sign out front that says "Retirement Community". It has 6 streets that all intersect with the main road and connect to each other by a cross street at the back of their "Park". The jist of what they had to say was that this was private property and I couldn't be in there walking my dogs on their streets! And then I continued on my merry way.... :) Next morning I'm out walking my dogs--guess where. (It is the only decent place anywhere around to walk!) Just as I'm turning out of their neighborhood, a woman yells at me from the middle of the street half a block away...something about 'private property'..... :) At this point, I decided I'd just walk back and forth on the sidewalk, along side the main road. It's only 1/4 of a mile long, but 2 trips makes a mile.... No problem yesterday. Today, same b..ch and her 2 body guards (I guess that's why she had a man and woman with her) stops me ON THE SIDEWALK and reams me out about walking my dogs on private property and letting them poop in people's yards and not cleaning it up--at which point I said something really classy--I think it was "bullshit!", and showed her the pocket full of baggies I was carrying. So then she gives me the private property song and dance--I didn't point out that I hadn't been into their 'community' in 2 days. Then she threatens me with the dreaded, "you'll be hearing it from the manager if you don't stop" and starts stalking away. I'm sorry. I wanted to spit on her, I was tempted to laugh, but I just turned, spoke to my dogs and started away...clearly saying something rude about 'uppity trailer trash'..... I'm, told that people have been bicycling or walking (with or without dogs), in that neighborhood for years. There's little traffic, the streets are shady, MOST of the people you see will smile, or wave, or say 'howdee'.... We don't leave our dog poop, we don't cut across people's yards, we don't sit on their park benches...just walk down the middle of the streets.... Tomorrow I'm going to increase our walk to 3 round trips...... *eg* Dinah // Wednesday, March 30, 2005 ______________________ Comments: Post a Comment
Wahoo! A new game, which I shall call "Harrassing the Uppity Trailer Trash"! Like, I was walking the dogs Sunday morning, 7:30 or so, and 2 women stopped me and demanded to know if I live in that community. Which I don't. It's a glorified trailer court with a sign out front that says "Retirement Community". It has 6 streets that all intersect with the main road and connect to each other by a cross street at the back of their "Park". The jist of what they had to say was that this was private property and I couldn't be in there walking my dogs on their streets! And then I continued on my merry way.... :) Next morning I'm out walking my dogs--guess where. (It is the only decent place anywhere around to walk!) Just as I'm turning out of their neighborhood, a woman yells at me from the middle of the street half a block away...something about 'private property'..... :) At this point, I decided I'd just walk back and forth on the sidewalk, along side the main road. It's only 1/4 of a mile long, but 2 trips makes a mile.... No problem yesterday. Today, same b..ch and her 2 body guards (I guess that's why she had a man and woman with her) stops me ON THE SIDEWALK and reams me out about walking my dogs on private property and letting them poop in people's yards and not cleaning it up--at which point I said something really classy--I think it was "bullshit!", and showed her the pocket full of baggies I was carrying. So then she gives me the private property song and dance--I didn't point out that I hadn't been into their 'community' in 2 days. Then she threatens me with the dreaded, "you'll be hearing it from the manager if you don't stop" and starts stalking away. I'm sorry. I wanted to spit on her, I was tempted to laugh, but I just turned, spoke to my dogs and started away...clearly saying something rude about 'uppity trailer trash'..... I'm, told that people have been bicycling or walking (with or without dogs), in that neighborhood for years. There's little traffic, the streets are shady, MOST of the people you see will smile, or wave, or say 'howdee'.... We don't leave our dog poop, we don't cut across people's yards, we don't sit on their park benches...just walk down the middle of the streets.... Tomorrow I'm going to increase our walk to 3 round trips...... *eg* Dinah // Wednesday, March 30, 2005
