We've been looking at houses. After we finished with our realtor the other day, he left and we stood next to our car discussing options for a few minutes. A man across the street waved at us and smiled before crossing the street to talk to us.
"Was that your trailer parked here?" he asked.
"No," we responded. We were a bit concerned at this point. We've had our fair share of cranky neighbors when it concerns parking, so we were hoping that we weren't about to get blamed for something that we didn't do, yet again.
"Oh, well do you know who it belongs to?"
Long story short, the man didn't live in the neighborhood, but his Dad did. The man's poor elderly father had mistaken the trailer for his son's trailer and had filled it up with tree branches and other yard clippings. When the son arrived and asked him whose trailer he was filling up his father said, "Yours!"
The poor man had filled up some random person's trailer with trash.
