What the Hell?
There are some really strange people in the world. OK... some would probably think that I’m a bit “off” as well, but there is at least a logic to what I do.
I came home from work tonight, and noticed something weird. All over the front of our home, someone had scattered paper plates. I figured that since it was the day that the garbage is picked up, someone didn’t secure their garbage as well as they should, and it blew over into our lawn. This is where the wildflowers are planted, in front of our house.
So, I went to pick up the paper plates and all over the area, someone had placed plastic forks and plastic knives (sharp points sticking up into the air) into the soil. There must have been one hundred of them.
So, as I’m picking these up, my neighbor is going out to pick up his mail, stands there, and just looks at me like I’m nuts. I ignore him.
But I’m left wondering, why would anyone do such a weird thing? What was the point? Maybe just to freak me out?
Well, they succeeded.
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Somebody placed eight plastic forks and eight plastic knives in the front corner of my mother in laws front lawn. What does it mean?
Noel
Well, think of it this way. Free forks! :D
I'd view it as a random act art installation piece. Take some photos from strange angles and post it on your blog and turn a negative into a positive....Bill
...came home tonight and there were more of the plastic utensils sticking straight up in the soil.
But tonight there were footprints on my driveway. One looked to be 10-10.5 men's shoe size, and the other one was either a child around 12 or so, or a female.
I picked the utensils up and as I was picking them up, I noticed that they also tipped a bench over on our neighbors property.
I think it's just kids playing pranks. I say this because if they really wanted to be mean, they could have pulled out flowers, plants, and the mailbox. But nothing was touched.
I guess I will tolerate it and not worry about it.
The local police here have been having problems with teenagers playing what they call "The Game" -- basically, bored kids go out a commit typical acts of vandalism like knocking over mailboxes and shooting things with paintball guns. In addition, they have pulled similar pranks -- swapping neighbors' lawn ornaments, changing house numbers, etc.
I wouldn't take this personally.
Maybe the convenience store was out of toilet paper.
I think you are right Buck...
Yesterday, my mind was thinking "harassment". Today, I've thought about it a bit more, and I think it's just some neighborhood kids making a prank. Kids are kids. I just hope that they didn't single me out because we are a gay couple is all, because that would make the prank something else in my mind.
In my curiosity though, I did come across this link.
Apparently, it's the latest fad.
That is too bizarre. It's always so tempting to think things are harassment - but sometimes a plate is just a plate. (sorry siggy)... During the 2004 election cycle we had a neighbor who enjoyed having his little miniature pinscher crap on our lawn. It got to the point that we had these little mini-piles of poo every day. The problem was fixed when we, uh, bagged up the poo and returned it one day. I don't know whether it was harassment or just ill manners.
A few years back we had a huge Halloween display with a dozen or so pumpkins (I LOVE Halloween!) One morning we went out to find that several of the pumpkins had been smashed. We called the police and filed a report thinking that it might be harassment since we'd only recently moved into our neighborhood. As it turned out it was a group of teens with too much time on their hands - in a bizarre twist one was a former voice student of Michael who didn't know it was our house! He bought us new pumpkins and delivered a personal apology for the mischief.
Maybe it was a group of kids with too much time on their hands. It does sound distinctly juvenile. Then again - maybe it was a roving modern artist. :-)
Damn! That's weird. It can't be someone trying to harass us, 'cause plastic knives and paper plates aren't very scary.
I actually am happy. Kent's away and I probably watch way too many horror films (like House of Wax last night). And these things seem to happen while Kent is away.
I know that's just coincidence. Plus, we live way out in the country. So, of course, it only makes sense to conclude that it's some ax murderer who is doing it! ;-)
Thanks Mary.
Anyone who would do such a weird thing is not worthy of your attention. I know it's hard not to be freaked out, but try to ignore it and live your life without allowing morons the pleasure they get in unnerving you. Happiness is your greatest revenge. Take care, Bill.