It’s #humpday y’all!! It’s a short week this week and I couldn’t be more than excited about that little fact. How fun is my hot pink and leopard print outfit above?!? Recreated from my Fashion Pinned & Found post from last Friday. Plus this weekend is #AWBU (that would be Arkansas Women Bloggers Unplugged conference). And no I’m not an Arkansas Women Blogger (although Arkansas is my home state). I happen to be speaking at this conference and I am super excited!! 🙂 I hope this will be the first of many. 🙂 Plus I’m supporting the great state of Texas by being there (I am the Community Director of the Texas Women Bloggers…if you are a Texan, I’d love to have you in our network!!)
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So, let’s talk about how random my life can be. Most of the time, it’s calm and peaceful, but only when I’m at my hotel during the week. When I’m hanging out at home (either at home or at our car lot), well, let’s just say there is typically never a dull moment.
For instance, we finally got our roof replaced after our tornado back in May. We hired the son of our welder who brought his own crew. These were a bunch of misfits. 6 days into the job (tear-down and replace) they weren’t through tearing down/fixing/drying in our roof. Seriously. Have you ever seen a professional roofing crew at work? They are typically finished in 2-3 days. These guys weren’t even finish prepping our roof to be dried in (meaning the felt/tar paper attached to the roof so if it were to rain, my roof and all contents underneath would be protected).
So my hubby fired the crew. After paying them half the draw on the quote. He called our Welder and said tell them not to show up. They are taking too long and aren’t working. Turns out the welder’s son landed himself in jail and his crew wasn’t really be supervised by anyone that knew much about roofing. Just great. The welder told us he’d take care of finding a new crew and the new crew showed up the next day and worked 1 hour. Seriously. 1 hour.
So my hubby called the welder and said, that’s it. No more. Tell them to never show up again.
My hubby then called one of our friends who knew a roofing crew that was willing to work after hours and on the weekends. The main guy showed up that evening, said he’d finish our roof for the remaining amount we had left to spend. His crew was on our roof the next morning at 7am and worked until dark and nearly finished. They had to come back for a few hours to clean up etc. Oh, and they had to fix a lot of mistakes made by the misfits.
Now I have a great new roof. It looks awesome.
Remember how I said it’s never a dull moment?
Yeah, one of the misfits showed up at our house on Sunday asking for the money he was owed for laying squares on our roof. I wasn’t home, but my hubby was. My hubby told him he didn’t know him from Adam and that the money had already been paid out to the respective parties and that he needed to take it up with whomever hired him. The guy was relentless saying that since my hubby was the homeowner, he owed him his money. My hubby said, no, I don’t owe you any money. I suggest you go talk to the guy who hired you. My hubby closed the door and the guy started threatening him and our home and our car lot. Things like “I know where your car lot is and I’m going to f*** up your cars.” and “I’m going to rip all the shingles that I laid on your roof.” and so on. Let’s just say that that is not how you go about negotiating.
My hubby opened the door up and told him if he wanted to mess anything up it would be him and not our car lot or our home. And that if he wanted to proceed, it’d be right then. The guy decided to enter our home at that point. Uninvited. Unasked. Unsolicited.
My hubby doesn’t fight. He didn’t know what the guy might have had on him. He didn’t want to take any chances. So he grabbed his gun and pointed it at the guy and told him he had 3 seconds to get off our property or he was going to shoot. The guy kept blabbing so my hubby had to start counting. At 2, the guy bolted from our home.
A few moments later, my hubby’s cell phone rang. It was police dispatch. Asking if my hubby was home at the exact time police officers were knocking on our door. He told dispatch he was home and went to the door.
They asked him to come out and if he was armed. He said yes he would come out and no that he was not armed. They patted him down to make sure. And then my hubby noticed the guy sitting on the curb across the street. The misfit had called the police.
After explaining the incident and the roof and the different crews and how much money was paid out etc etc etc. It was decided that we would pursue Criminal Trespass charges on the misfit.
You see, you just cannot threaten someone in their home or on their property, for that matter. It can net you some not so fun charges.
I don’t have a clue what the misfit thought he would gain by calling the police. My hubby was in the right to protect himself. Heck, we even know most of the officers in town. My hubby ended up cutting up with them after everything was ironed out.
Owning a car lot tends to draw the crazies. I’ve called the police out on a handful of occasions. One of the officers that arrived at our house even asked if I was the wife (by name) and that he’d been out on several of my calls to our car lot.
I could probably write novels about our experiences.
Oh, and after this incident…another misfit showed up. Thankfully this one had the decency to say he was trying to track down the guy who hired him because he owed him money. He at least had the foresight to know that we weren’t going to be the ones anteing up.
Sometimes I wonder about people. Seriously.