Is This Some Kind Of A Bust?

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Special Guest Post By: Donna

As you know I am a big fan of garage sales and if they are a free-for-all all the better. Getting up at seven o'clock in the morning on a Saturday is common place. But this particular Saturday morning I was planning on spending the morning in bed with the PBS home improvement shows blaring in background while Pete and I watched with our eyes closed. Then came the all-important phone call... from my mother... about a garage sale... listed on craigslist.com.

It was an estate sale, my favorite, I love antiques and interesting shwag that old people have in their attics. Best of all it was all FREE!! Yes, Free! I knew it was going to be a nightmare of people, but frankly I didn't care. I was after the find. Jumping around trying to get my pants on with both legs at the same time, I explained to Pete where I was going. "Ok, have fun." was his response. But I know deep down... OK not that deep down... he was rolling his eyes. I guess he didn't want to go with me.

When we got to the massive estate sale people were all over the place like I predicted. There were cars illegally parked everywhere, desperate people milling around the house and the three garages in the back. All four buildings were chock full of everything you could possible imagine. The poor man that once lived here truly and seriously had a hoarding problem. You name it, it was there. I jumped in without a life vest. The garages were smelly and I was pretty sure I was going to catch the hantavirus.

An hour into the search and rescue of the items that I was looking for, I was taking a break out on the front lawn. It was then that I noticed the police were showing up and asking people to move their cars. I was not stupid enough to park in the median so I was good-to-go. I needed to go back into the depths of Hell to retrieve more crap! But before I could go the owner of the estate sale was arguing with a police officer. The officer was shouting, "Comply, Comply, Comply now."

I had never seen anything like it before. The owner wouldn't or couldn't comply so next thing I see is the man lying on the ground, shaking and he wife crying, "Don't hurt him." Dude had gone and gotten himself tasered.

Really I was at a garage sale, not a drug bust but you wouldn't have known it if you'd come late to the show. After the altercation we all decided that there was still free stuff to be had.

Wrong.

Not ten minutes later, Police were storming the garages and ordering, "Everyone get the F**K out, now! " I hadn't seen any in there but they sure were anxious for us to get it out for them.

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