Then, the exact same night a delivery man at our neighbor's house got seriously injured. It just so happened that adorable little Holly's parents were driving past when the wife came running into the road looking for help. Her husband is a big name brand tool distributor and the delivery guy had attempted to unload an 1100 pound tool box on wheels all by himself. It got crooked on the ramp and tipped over crushing his leg. When they moved him onto the gurney his whole leg was like a piece of over cooked spaghetti. He was holding the end of his thighbone where it poked out of his thigh. I think the only thing that helped save him a little was the heavy duty work boots he wore. The tool chest was propped up on his shoe giving just a little bit of clearance and possibly saving his foot from being crushed. Poor guy had only been on the job one week. I am thinking that his training might have been a bit lax.
Levi was riding his 4-wheeler the other night when the battery died. Chris pulled the battery and brought it into the house to recharge. When he then went to put it back into the 4-wheeler, it was gone. Someone stole our Little Tykes 4-wheeler right out of our yard.
And for the coup de gras, the piece de resistance, the icing on the cake....I bring you a story of insanity. A little background first..... We live in an area that is really a bedroom community to the nearest Houston suburb. It's small, it's fairly rural with lots of horse properties, and it's full of the nicest folk you ever could meet. Our football team has made it to the playoffs for the first time, well, ever! This is huge! Most years we have been lucky to have a win or two, but since they opened a second high school we have dropped down to 4A and are now winning. The whole school has been supporting the football team, cheering them on, etc etc.
So the Friday before last, a large number of students (including the cheerleaders, the mascot, the booster club and the trainers) all reported to the parking lot immediately after school and used window markers to write things on the football teams car windows. Apparently they wrote really awful stuff like Go Bulldogs, We Love You, Win Win Win. You know, really hateful stuff. Katie, as usual, was right in the middle of this horrific display of support.
One of the boys on the team has a father who apparently is a bit, ahem, different. When he learned of this carnage he closely inspected his son's truck, only to discover a small dent on the side. Aha! Vandalism! Criminal mischief! Someone must pay!!! And who, you might ask, signed their name to said truck's artwork? Why yes, none other than Katie and 2 other girls. This resulted in a nasty phone call to the criminal's mother (me) along with a full fledged tantrum at the school, resulting in a police investigation. He wanted to press charges, he wanted the girl's charged with criminal mischief, he wanted them taken into custody right then and there!
Now I asked Katie if she wrote on his truck and she said yes and told me what she wrote. I asked her if she climbed on the truck and she said No. I asked her why they wrote on that particular vehicle and she said 'Because no one else would write on it because they are scared of his psycho dad'. (Wow, we need to work on her reasoning skills!!!) The police investigated, even pulling the surveillance tapes for the parking lot. Final determination? There is no evidence to suggest that these girls ever damaged the truck. End of investigation. In fact, the police said it is highly unlikely that the itty-bitty dent on the side of the truck was caused by someone leaning on or climbing on the vehicle. it looks suspiciously like a door ding.
Is the 'Different Dad' satisfied? Nope. But you expected that, didn't you? He says he will sue. I say, go ahead! I have a lot of unresolved anger and anxiety that I need to take out on someone!!!
3 comments:
Girl with that kind of drama I really think we MUST be related!! his sounds like one of my days around here:) I hope things get better soon!
OMG some people are just unbelievable. I say go get 'em! Hope this week is much calmer!
I want to see that guy go ahead and sue you. I have seen you in the fight for injustice - or other worthwhile causes like sisterly bedroom space... So, I am getting my popcorn ready and waiting for the show. The term "like a roman candle" doesn't hold a candle to you. HA!! You go girl, you are my hero!!
Love you!
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