So pitterpatters bread story made me think of a few stories of my own.
One time a DCM kept pulling and backing up on our grass. Keep in mind our drive way is 3 cars wide and we park in our garage so she has plenty of room to pull in and out. My hubby would ask her nicely to not drive on the grass multiple times a week or ask her to park on the street if she was having trouble. We put up twine and sticks on the edge so she could see where the line was, still ran over the grass.
One day DCM comes for pick up and says "I got a screw in my tire and had to miss my lunch to get it fixed. I think I got it from your house"
Me baffled said "what makes you think that" She said "come take a look" (My hubby was wrestling with some of the daycare kids in the front yard) So I go out and she points on the edge of the grass. There are about 12 screws in the grass. I looked up at my husband and he gave me an evil grin. So I responded "hmmm, must have been one of the boys working on the bikes or scooter. Good thing they are in the grass and not the driveway. Otherwise everyone else would have flats too." My hubby then says from across the yard "thats the bummer thing about driving through grass, you can't see what your running over"
I was pretty upset at him, but couldn't help it but chuckle at the same time. Oh by the way, never had a problem with her driving on the grass again. Although one time she was backing out and ran her car along side our mailbox. The mailbox was fine, but the side of her nice new Ford Expedition didnt look so nice.
One time a DCM kept pulling and backing up on our grass. Keep in mind our drive way is 3 cars wide and we park in our garage so she has plenty of room to pull in and out. My hubby would ask her nicely to not drive on the grass multiple times a week or ask her to park on the street if she was having trouble. We put up twine and sticks on the edge so she could see where the line was, still ran over the grass.
One day DCM comes for pick up and says "I got a screw in my tire and had to miss my lunch to get it fixed. I think I got it from your house"
Me baffled said "what makes you think that" She said "come take a look" (My hubby was wrestling with some of the daycare kids in the front yard) So I go out and she points on the edge of the grass. There are about 12 screws in the grass. I looked up at my husband and he gave me an evil grin. So I responded "hmmm, must have been one of the boys working on the bikes or scooter. Good thing they are in the grass and not the driveway. Otherwise everyone else would have flats too." My hubby then says from across the yard "thats the bummer thing about driving through grass, you can't see what your running over"
I was pretty upset at him, but couldn't help it but chuckle at the same time. Oh by the way, never had a problem with her driving on the grass again. Although one time she was backing out and ran her car along side our mailbox. The mailbox was fine, but the side of her nice new Ford Expedition didnt look so nice.
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