Last week, I drive past a pile of demo debris next to the highway from a house after coming back from the scrap yard. As I drive past, I noticed some light tin, a stove hood fan in the pile. I stop, knock on the door, no answer. I go to the pile, which is literally about 8 foot from the lane of traffic and load up the stove hood. My father in law drives by and sees me and he stops too. He lives 3 up from this one. We BS for a minute then leave. Today, I notice another pile, same place. This time theres a ss sink on top of the pile. I stop, walk up to the door and a guy comes out. He looks and my truck and trailer and asks, "Were you here last week?". I tell hi, yes, I took the stove hood from the pile next to the road. He then says, "You stole my two tackle boxes, my friend saw your truck stop" and goes on to describes my trailer. I explained to him that first, I would never steal anything from anyone, second I dont fish, and third I ask why he was so stupid to leave tackle boxes next to a pile of demo 8 foot off the road, a highway none the less. We spoke for a few minutes longer and discover we have a great deal of mutual friends . I told him to do me a favor and call each one of the friends we have in common and ask them about my character. Long story short he says, "Nah, I dont think it was you, you dont seem like that kind of guy". WTF????? Oh, and as Im leaving, I grab the sink from the pile (with his permission of course) and notice he has five of his fishing rods in the same place he said his tackle boxes were when they were stolen. I hate these F'ing thieves!!!!
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