The other night, somewhere about 10:30PM a horn started to honk outside our house. My husband said 'that’s a friendly honk', beep beep, and neither one of us got up to have a look outside.
Fifteen minutes later, beep beep again, so I get up to have a look. I see nothing out of the ordinary in front of the house – no cars with lights on, only two cars and a bus. Our neighbor two houses down drives the bus for work, one car is my husbands, the other could be anybodies – there is a park across the street. The regular neighbor cars are to the side of the house. We live on the corner.
Then 20 minutes later – a longer single horn blow. Getting annoyed, it’s after 11:00PM now. I look again – same picture as last time, nothing different.
Twenty more minutes – approaching midnight – HHHHOOOOOOOONNNKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!
Now I’m out on the balcony – I see nothing different. But I start to speak loudly about it being late, this being a residential neighborhood, blah, blah, American girl with mouth, blah.
Husband decides to take Miss Rosie out for a piddle and check if he can see anything more – then boom – Someone is yelling – loudly! Yelling a lot, it’s a man.
Husband is now on the lawn with the dog. A man gets out of the second car (someone was in it all along??) and starts to put on shoes on the small wall that goes around the park. Can’t see all of him, just know he’s got shoes in his hand.
Then he appears from behind the car. Ummm – he’s not wearing any pants.
Tennis shoes, bare legs, bare ass and then of course a jacket. Because like you know – you need a jacket in case it gets cold. Then he starts yelling into the park and a voice arises from beyond in the dark. Ok someone is ‘on his way’ – great?!
The man safely clothed in tennies and a coat is now making his way back to the car. Once he gets back in - I talk down to my husband, who is still on the lawn – 'Was he not wearing any pants?' to which he replied 'yup'.
So there you have it – man calls friend for ride, it is late – perhaps he was in bed? Friend grabs appropriate wear for driving to pick up man in park fishing – a pair of shoes and a jacket. Mans ride comes to get him and honks the double beep. Man does not appear. Friend honks a bit more. Than eventually gets out of car to retrieve man, perhaps not remembering he failed to get dressed before he left the house? Surely the friend was inconvenienced judging his 'attire'?
My husband is starting a collection of photos he calls “Shit we see outside our house”. We see a lot of ‘interesting’ things outside our house because of the park across the road – we are basically a wide open public space on two sides. The sides the windows of our townhouse face on the corner.
We do not have a photo of mostly naked man, generally because it was dark and possibly because he was not stable. Good thing American girl with mouth did not go up to car close and personal and rap on the window to tell him it was late and this was a residential neighborhood, blah, blah, blah. Yeah – good thing…