And no, not by me, so get your minds out of the gutter.
My husband had a really bizarre incident last night. He had to work the “late shift” and got home at about 8:30. He was planning on going to pick up a dryer that we planned to buy from an ex-co-worker of his this morning, but decided he’d try to do it last night instead. So he called the guy and the guy said he was just on his way home, and that it was fine if he came to pick it up. My husband had to stop at my dad’s first to borrow his pick-up, then he headed to the guy’s house. He got there and the guy wasn’t there, so he waited for about 15-20 minutes. All of a sudden three cop cars pull up, and they instruct my husband to get out of the truck and put his hands on the hood. They cuff him, and proceed to ask him what he’s doing there and what he knows about the guy. My husband told them he was just there to pick up the dryer, and they uncuffed him (after only about a minute or two). They asked him a few more questions about the guy, mostly drug-related, and then let him go. My husband did ask them if they had the guy in custody, and they said yes. I don’t know if the cops showed up because the neighbors reported suspicious activity (it probably did look kind of strange, him just sitting there in a running pick-up with no lights on), or if they were there to search the place or what. Oh, and there was another guy with the officers who asked my husband something to the effect of, “Are the other guys inside?” Hmmm…
The guy in question hasn’t lived here for long; he moved here to work at my husband’s company, and was planning to move back where he came from. A couple of weeks ago my husband did hear through the grapevine that the guy got arrested one night for sexual assault. Rumor has it he gave a date rape drug to a young woman. We figured at that point that we wouldn’t be hearing from him again. Then he called us earlier this week to see if we were still interested in the dryer and we said yes, leading up to last night’s incident. Boy was that stupid! Needless to say we won’t be dealing with this guy anymore.
Sir, this is the police. Drop the Cling free and back away from the lint trap. Don’t make me wrinkle the shirts.
So now you have to go and buy a dryer? Well, that just makes the whole thing suck even more!
I know. $150 doesn’t buy a new dryer. This one was only about three years old. The one we’re currently using is on its last leg, and the door is held shut by a piece of wood screwed into the front of it. It’s an attractive piece.