Being that I am now among the unemployed, I get to see what goes on in my small town during the day time. Wow, I need to get back to work. I’m talking on the phone with my daughter that lives 30 miles away and there’s a knock on the door. I look out and see a grubby, toothless guy on my porch. He saw that I was on the phone and said he’d stop back later. I thought to myself, thanks for the warning. I went upstairs and grabbed my two best friends for some assistance, Smith & Wesson, J frame .38 Special. Sure enough the guy came back about 10 minutes later and said he was from some carpet cleaning company from the Quad Cities which is 60 miles from me. Well the B.S. alarm in my head went off, and I put my hand into my back pocket to get a firm hold of “my little stainless steel friend” I had grabbed earlier. This dude wanted to clean and Scotch Guard my living room for free. Yea, right. More like wanted to scope out my house to rob the place next time I’m not home. I told him no thanks, I clean my own carpets, which I do. He walked to the street and got in an old rusty van with three other guys in it, no markings, no company name, nothing. Call me paranoid, but better safe then sorry.
I think I’ll keep “my little stainless steel friend” loaded, and show my wife where it’s kept, just in case.
I think I’ll keep “my little stainless steel friend” loaded, and show my wife where it’s kept, just in case.