I watched too much MacGyver growing up. For those of you that were not blessed to watch this show, it was about a guy who could do anything, solve any case or get anyone out of a bad situation with his swiss army knife. I am NOt MacGyver, no matter how often I think I am.
About a month ago a police showed up at my doorstep with my GPS. She told me that the night before three or four teenage boys were seen out in the middle of the night with a bucket. A lady yelled at them, and they took off running. The next morning when she came outside, my GPS was on the ground in the location of where they took off. Apparently, they were stealing things out of the unlocked cars in the neighborhood. So the officer found my home address in the GPS. Before she left, she gave me instructions Ma’am, these boys were described to be about 13 years old. If you see any boys this age wondering on this street, give us a call. We believe they live somewhere near here since they had no car.
Ok, I could care less about my GPS. They could have taken a box of tissues out of my car and I would still be on a mission. Why? because I want to be MacGyver. I like a good mystery and I’ve never solved anything. I have confronted 2 set of kids and now I think I’ve just turned into that crazy lady at the end of the street.
The first set of kids were 2 teenagers. A few weeks ago we had a HUGE winter snow storm. It was snowing hard outside. I was coming home from the pharmacy and 2 teenagers were randomly walking down the road in the snow. I stopped the car, backed up, rolled down my window and asked what they were doing. Then I asked if they stole things out of cars on this road a few weeks ago in the middle of the night. As soon as I said it I knew I looked like a crazy person. The kid told me I dont need to steal nothing, I’ve got my own sweet stuff. Answered like a true teenager. So I drove home and told Joe what I had done. He didn’t say much, just kindof laughed. The only thing he was concerned about was did they see where you live? No I told him. I pulled into the neighbors driveway until they were gone. Obviously MacGyver would never disclose the location of his home to 2 suspects. Sorry Mrs. Sherly….
Sunday night after church I was craving Subway so I hopped in the mini van to get Joe and I a sub. When I got to the end of the street, there were 4 teenage boys hiding behind a light pole. I am so embarrassed at what I did, but I did it again. I popped my van in park, got out. Marched right up to them and told them all to COME HERE NOW and stand in a LINE. I’ve watched Cops enough to see the police make people stand in a line when they are questioning them. what was I thinking people, I’m not a cop, I’m a mother in a minivan… in my church clothes! I will admit, I lost site of that for a few minutes. I went on to ask them what they were doing out at this hour. (it was 8:30!!) they told me they were playing manhunt. I did not believe them for a second. How old are you “we’re 13″. Interesting I thought, 13 year olds fitting the description of the po po. Kids I am going to ask you a question and I want the truth. Did you steal anything out of my van a few weeks ago. “um…. no ma’am… awkward giggles” So then I went on to tell them about my encounter with the cop. I released them to go home. As soon as I got in the van I was mortified. When did I turn into the nut at the end of the street?
The worst part?? yesterday there was a knock at my door, it was their MOTHER!!!!! I dont think I’ve ever been so embarrassed in my life. I then told her the whole story and that they fit the cops description. As soon as I closed the door, I realized I had taken the cops instructions a little too far. I am DONE trying to catch these kids. The boys I made stand in a line and answer my questions were walking down the street yesterday as I was getting out of the van. I saw them look over at me like a crazy lady. How many years or plates of brownies will it take for those kids to think I’m normal again??? I dont know when it happened, but I’m officially middle-aged. Someone in their 20’s would NEVER do this, only someone in their 30’s 70’s! So even if I see masked teenagers walking down my road with a bucket, I will wave at them and smile. I will not judge them for wearing a mask or carrying a bucket, or even checking to see if the cars are unlocked. I’ve done my duty and failed. I’m blaming my actions on pregnancy hormones. Pregnancy makes you act funny. I promise, read all the medical books.
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