Friday, August 4, 2017

Friday Woes

Maybe my run of undesirable encounters will end today ...... too late, already had two and I am not even open.

So, there I was, in my garden picking beans and gathering tomatoes and pulling a few weeds. Minding my own business, hidden behind the remaining corn stalks. I heard a semi on the road, changing gears as he tried to back up. I watched as he tried to maneuver his BIG trailer. Looked like he might be thinking to use the back entrance to the rest area that is across the road from my park. I already knew he would not be able to accomplish such a feat. Many have tried, all have failed. The opening is narrow and the small drive to the fence is just big enough for a car. It would be a hard turn going forward for him.

Usually what has happened is that they have turned onto my road (the frontage road that runs parallel to the entrance ramp for the interstate), thinking they are entering I-70. About the time they realize their error, and decide to just stay on this road to the next exit; they encounter the sign telling them that the road is a dead end. They start looking for  place to turn around. They see the entrance to the rest area to their left and the entrance to my park with a lovely long driveway leading to a huge parking lot and keep pulling forward. That is when savvy drivers who read signs will see my sign under the "ENTER HERE" that says "NO TURN AROUND".

The driver realized he would fail in his attempt to use the rest area and pulled into my drive. He was going to pull in and back out. Feeling generous and mindful of the fact that had read and intended to obey my sign, I headed to the parking lot to let him know he could pull in and go out the exit drive. He was pulling forward again and was turning his cab into the grassy field when he saw me and waved.

I was feeling all noble and nice, as I let the man come through. That feeling went away as I watched him plow through my garden with the back wheels of the trailer.


See where he enters the garden adjacent to the extra wide driveway.


Continuing forward, not slowing down, but increasing his speed ......


Pulling rocks along with his tires.


Taking out cone flowers and cosmos. Never slowed down. He could have swung wide and had he been going slower, this would all have been avoided. I did the man a favor by letting him come through .....

No good deed goes unpunished, right? There was a big wreck on the interstate and several cars came through, thinking to by-pass it and jump on at the next exit. They disregarded all signs and came in the exit drive and back out the entrance drive. This happens pretty frequently. I thought about putting up gates, but they would just plow through the open fields if I did that.

You might recall the lady who plugged in my washer that was marked out of order as I wait for the right size coin box ....... She decided to leave a day early. Said it was because we are having flash floods here tomorrow. First I heard about it, nothing on the weather report indicates it.

But that is not the best part. She wanted a refund. I had given her a weekly rate. She wanted to be refunded for one night, because of those flash floods, you know ........

I looked at the receipt and reminded her that she had been given a discount in the form of a weekly rate. She continued to wait for a day's rent back, so I grabbed my handy dandy calculator and told her I would be happy to refund her at the daily rate of $35 ....... but that she would owe me $10, since I would not be including a discount for the days she occupied the site.

Funny, she was no longer interested in a refund. My poison whatever continues to plague me with intense itching. Mainly on my right hand. I must have pulled my gloves off to answer the phone, then transferred the poisonous oil to the inside of those gloves. My palm and in between my fingers is making me a little insane. And it is Friday, in a campground .......

4 comments:

Val said...

At least you got rid of that man yesterday who was wandering around your garden before he picked his (your) vegetables!

Jean Fleming-Kehler said...

Ooooowwwww I wanna come to your campground. Love watching people being st**pid. Love your blog.

roth phallyka said...

Love watching people being st**pid. Love your blog.


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Linda O'Connell said...

They say if your right palm itches, but you poor dear must be going crazy with poison whatever.