Luisafernandes
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I've been sleeping in my van for about six months, and never once did I have a problem with the police.
Today I'm in my driveway watching tv and I hear a knock. It's about 5:30pm. I quickly pause the show and listen for more knocking. Maybe it was just me hearing things or maybe there's someone outside.
I hear the knock again, not on the van as I first thought, but at the front door of the house.
I turned the tv off and take a peek through the Reflectix on the side door. It's the police. I put the Reflectix back and sit down. At this point I'm thinking I'm just going to sit still till they leave.
They keep knocking.
Various scenarios go through my mind. The first one; they are here to serve foreclosure paper. Second; my wife has invented some problems and is trying to screw me.
I hastily put my pants on, making more noise than I'd like too.
I come out of the van through the drivers door with a flashlight in my eyes.
A tall skinny cop asked me where I been today, and yesterday.
"Here at the house for the most part" I said. There, it confirmed in my mind she's up to something.
But I sure wasn't prepared for a third option. The other cop, a short fella, said a white van matching mine was seen yesterday at the community across from me, trying to steal or whatever they were doing, according to tall and shorty.
Tall kept asking me what I was doing in the van. "Stuff" I said.
What kind of stuff?
A little of this and a little of that.
So you just in there? Why aren't you in the house?
So I told him that the house didn't have any heat and its warmer in the van.
I could've been rude, but within my rights to tell them that, it's really none of their business what I'm doing in MY van, in MY driveway, on MY property.
I was polite though. They asked their questions and since I have nothing to hide I answered the best I could. They left and hopefully it's the end of that. If not, I have nothing to hide. Have a clear conscience and, if things get bad I have the number for an attorney. Somebody will get sued for all they are worth. Lets just hope it doesn't come to that[emoji4]
Here's the reason I had to be home yesterday and today;
All the stuff I haven't been able to sell is gone! Don't have to worry about it anymore, and I'll get a nice tax deduction, I hope.
I steal have a couple things I'll try selling but no big deal. The truck was full. Nothing else was going in[emoji4]
Today I'm in my driveway watching tv and I hear a knock. It's about 5:30pm. I quickly pause the show and listen for more knocking. Maybe it was just me hearing things or maybe there's someone outside.
I hear the knock again, not on the van as I first thought, but at the front door of the house.
I turned the tv off and take a peek through the Reflectix on the side door. It's the police. I put the Reflectix back and sit down. At this point I'm thinking I'm just going to sit still till they leave.
They keep knocking.
Various scenarios go through my mind. The first one; they are here to serve foreclosure paper. Second; my wife has invented some problems and is trying to screw me.
I hastily put my pants on, making more noise than I'd like too.
I come out of the van through the drivers door with a flashlight in my eyes.
A tall skinny cop asked me where I been today, and yesterday.
"Here at the house for the most part" I said. There, it confirmed in my mind she's up to something.
But I sure wasn't prepared for a third option. The other cop, a short fella, said a white van matching mine was seen yesterday at the community across from me, trying to steal or whatever they were doing, according to tall and shorty.
Tall kept asking me what I was doing in the van. "Stuff" I said.
What kind of stuff?
A little of this and a little of that.
So you just in there? Why aren't you in the house?
So I told him that the house didn't have any heat and its warmer in the van.
I could've been rude, but within my rights to tell them that, it's really none of their business what I'm doing in MY van, in MY driveway, on MY property.
I was polite though. They asked their questions and since I have nothing to hide I answered the best I could. They left and hopefully it's the end of that. If not, I have nothing to hide. Have a clear conscience and, if things get bad I have the number for an attorney. Somebody will get sued for all they are worth. Lets just hope it doesn't come to that[emoji4]
Here's the reason I had to be home yesterday and today;
All the stuff I haven't been able to sell is gone! Don't have to worry about it anymore, and I'll get a nice tax deduction, I hope.
I steal have a couple things I'll try selling but no big deal. The truck was full. Nothing else was going in[emoji4]
