Today I was cleaning out our basement – we have a lot of old stuff in boxes down there. We rented a dumpster and it’s out front beside our driveway (we have two driveways, it was on one of them next to the house). So I took out some stuff and also put a big newborn rocking chair out there (it’s for the mother to help rock an infant in while feeding, etc.) That chair is very heavy and it took me a while to get it in there. I am taking the stuff out of our basement back door and around to the dumpster.
Fast-forward 30 minutes of me gathering up more things to throw away and I am making my way around the house again with more boxes and what do I see? That big heavy chair against the back of our house in the snow. Wha?! A really strong ghost – or someone taking our refuse?
I see heavy boot prints around in the snow and they sure aren’t mine. I go back in and I get my Kabar and walk around the house – looking for prints by any windows, the back-door, etc. Nothing – but since I’ve made so many tracks I decide to run through the house, Kabar at the ready. Nothing.
So I now assume some asshole went through our dumpster and put the chair behind our house to hide it so he can come back to get it. Is dumpster-diving a common thing? Were they worried someone else would take it? It’s not dark yet, but I know if they hid it and they are coming back, they will do so before the sun goes down. They wouldn’t want suspicious headlights in our driveway, right?
I continue taking out load after load of stuff to the dumpster, listening for any sounds of movement generated outside my area of influence. I then decide to put the chair back in the dumpster. I figure why do I want someone creeping around my house again – if they want the chair they will have to get it out of the dumpster again. Incredibly creepy!
It’s starting to get dark (it’s now 3:50PM) and I hear voices as I am coming around the side to the dumpster with another load. Two guys are inside the dumpster taking the chair out again. I drop the stuff I was carrying so I can free my hands in case I have to go for the Kabar. Who knows – lots of weird people out there. I ask them what the hell they are doing, etc. One guy plays smart cop to the other dumb cop, “I told him we should have asked before taking this… it’s rude, right?” To which his friend says, “But I can’t resist this stuff. I put it in your backyard so no one else could take it.” I told them to take it but to get the hell out off my property.
A guy says they knocked on the front door to ask, but that’s a lie – I would have heard that. Then he says he didn’t think anyone would be around to ask. I tell them to hurry up and just take it. Truth is that taking it has freed up room in the dumpster. So I wasn’t going to be a prick and say no. Besides, I figured they would come back sometime and get it anyway. Let’s just end this.
The second guy looks at me and says, “Looks like you have a lot of kids stuff here. My friend lives around here and I know a lot of the kids. They love toys.” The look in this dude’s eyes when he said that was truly weird… like he is or was pretending to be harboring pedophile tendencies. My hand went to the butt end of the knife, but I didn’t reveal it.
I told him that our kids are grown up now and this is just old stuff we’ve never gotten around to throwing out. I don’t want that douche thinking about my kids.
They took a while to rope down the chair in the back of a white Chevy pickup truck. The one guy was apologizing – but I told him his were the bootprints around to the back of the house. He didn’t say much after that.
When they were done, I made my way around to the back of the house, but first I snapped a picture of the truck and one of them with my phone. It was from fairly far away, but just in case I might need it.
What do you think about this situation? I think it’s pretty messed up and the fact that they thought it was okay to do makes me wonder. I don’t know if I am overreacting or not. It’s a bad economy and they might use the chair, or fix it up for eBay, etc. I just hope that I don’t see them again.