When we got home, we were both pretty beat and were looking forward to hitting the sack early, but that was not to be. Andy called upstairs and told me that there was some guy that fell in the parking lot. By the time I got down there, the cops were there with him. He was smashed. He also had a banshee with him, although I think most people would call it a girlfriend.
While talking with the cops, it turns out that they dropped them off at our place at their request! We don’t know these fools and I don’t want them on the property. The cops told me that they said they had no family and then they left, after telling them that I didn’t want them on the property. That didn’t stop the drunken fool from trying to come into the store.
After a bit I was able to get them a ride to San Jose where they claimed to be staying with a friend that the cops told me kicked them out. They claimed they needed to get all their stuff. Prior to getting them the ride, the banshee was screaming at me about how they’re not animals and why won’t anyone help them. After about 5 minutes of this she started crying for her mommy. At that point I asked her “I thought the cops said you told them you don’t have any family?” That’s when she called me a bunch of names in a very loud manner, hence the nickname “the banshee”.
After she the banshee started screeching at me, the drunk came to defend her honor. Since I felt threatened, I pushed him to the ground since he had exhibited quite a bit of difficulty getting up previously. The banshee kept screeching at me and threatened to kill me. I make friends easily and I’m sure she and I will be lifelong friends. She wanted me to buy her cigarettes too.
Well, the guys in the pickup were waiting for them to board and the banshee wanted to ride in front, but they said no and she started off on a whole new tirade about being human and not animals. Once they were gone from my place, I started getting calls from people in the village complaining about them. They were going door to door looking for help. I had called the cops to inform them about the progress of their actions and they came back about an hour later to deal with them. I have no idea what the end result was, but I will be stopping at the cop shop and explaining to the commanding officer there that I don’t want homeless and drunk people dropped off at my place at any time in the future.
Oh yeah, we have a carload of Mexicans sleeping in front of our store because they broke down there and have no money to fix their Chevy Suburban that has $3000 of wheels and tires on it. They just got them. Can’t afford an alternator, but DAMN those tires are bitchin’ BRO!
Shit, I wish I was still hauling garbage.