No don’t be scared read on…
Every morning (I may have mentioned this before) a white Camry Wagon screams past my house at 4am!
Yes, I know I am the guy who has a next door neigbour who puts her radio on any time after 5.30am.
I can’t understand it. He screams up the street to the dead end, fast, real fast, all four cylinders are pumping. Then he turns around and heads back down and off into the dark early morning haze.
I have pondered it for some months now. All of a sudden I figure what to many would be obvious.
It’s a paperman!
Sceams up, delivers, screams back down and off to another house.
So today at 4am I am standing out on my grass like king poo…waiting for his return journey.
Front spot lights are on my house, I am out there in my boxer shorts, hands on hips, eyes glowing red, small demon like horns growing from my cranium, fist clenched into tight white clumps…waiting waiting (not sure exactly what for)
The headlights appear, the engine revs loud, the foot goes to the floor and he heads toward me.
I stand, planted to my lawn glaring at him/her.
Closer, closer, waiting for the sound of the engine to halter, just a bit, and indication of recognition, curiosity, anything…
ZOOOm ZOOOM – Gone, not a thing. In fact…
I did not even see a driver behind the wheel – True!
Well maybe I blinked, in fact it was dark…
I did watch Stephen King’s movie “Christine”, was that the one about the possessed car?
But I got up at 6am and walked straight up to the news agent near my house looking for “The Car”. No car there.
I will find it, oh yes…I will…
The other thought I have (and this is linked with the strategy I used with my old lady next door, about tuning in to her same radio station) is to order a newspaper to be delivered at my door, surely he would have to slow down to throw it at my house?
Better than letting his tires down or throwing those stinger things on the road like someone said on this blog once!