It’s dark outside right now – I had six boxes of stuff, a large trash bag full of clothes, and a barbecue sitting out, waiting for the Salvation Army to pick it up tomorrow morning. I had it out now because they come by early and I didn’t want to get up at 6 am to drag a bunch of boxes out to the front of my house. And now it’s all been stolen, everything except the barbecue.
Or maybe it’s not stealing if I set it out there? But there’s no free sign on it, and I certainly wouldn’t drive up to someone’s house in the dark and throw unmarked boxes in my trunk, quickly, and then speed away.
We told the first two people who tried to take our stuff that it was for the Salvation Army, but with the last guy, it’s dark and I was just sick of it, and something about his weird furtive quick grabbing just grossed me out and made me want nothing to do with it.
I don’t know, is that weird to do, or am I overreacting?
It goes along with a weird creepy desperate vibe things have had lately. We live in a “good” area, but next to a “bad ish” area, and on Thursday mornings, trash day, hordes of people comb through the recycling and the trash up and down the street. It’s just…weird. It used to be one guy and I thought “oh, good for him, he’s making money however he can” and now it’s traveling hordes of guys and it’s weird.
Also, I feel like a jerk – the Salvation Army truck will come tomorrow and I’ll have to tell them that I had a donation, but it all got stolen in a matter of hours.
Makes me glad I have a dog.
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