Went to Trixie's house today in my IT capacity. Pulled into the driveway and sat for a bit finishing a text I was sending.
Then her 'crazy' neighbor's garage door opens and a car backs out. The car stops at the end of the driveway and parks. The man in the car rolls down his window reclines his seat and lights up a cigarette.
Finish my text, hit send, and observe the man tapping ash out the window.
Go in, fix Trixie's phone, and 30 minutes later come out in time to see the man pulling back into his garage and closing the garage door.
Only in the midwest.... and it wasn't even that cold outside...50º what a weeny.
