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…