Clearly I had been watching too many scary movies.
I heard a THUNK and instead of thinking the breeze had simply knocked over the recyling can out back, I was sure there was a serial killer on the back porch. What? Isn’t this what you think when you are woken up from a dead sleep at 8am in the morning? (don’t judge, I told you it had been a late night watching horror movies). I listened some more, and heard nothing. I flicked on my bedside table. The light didn’t work! Deep breath. Probably just a burnt out bulb. False alarm. Putting the THUNK aside, I dragged my tired ass out of bed and into the hot shower.
An hour later I was downstairs guzzling my first cup of coffee in preparation for the very long day ahead. That’s when it happened. That’s when my great dane, out quielty sunning himself on the back deck, lost his shit. Barking, jumping, hair standing up on end like he was the one seeing dead people. I whirled around in my kitchen, nearly dropping that hot coffee, and saw a shirtless man in my back yard. Holy hell. Maybe my worst fears was coming true. Why was there a dude in cutoff jeans and a ball cap walking through my poop infested dog yard. I fought off the panic attack and took in my surroundings. Logic. Logic was required. Half nude man in ball cap, versus giant dog protecting me. Plus I was inside, he was out. Also, a serial killer would probably wear more clothes. I was going to be fine. Further inspection of the very strange situation revealed a little more. A power cord. WTH. A very, very long power cord. Maybe I was in some kind of twisted serial killer plot? Wait, nope. This power cord was running from the house next door, through the fence, through previously mentioned poop infested dog yard, across my expansive deck and was plugged into my outdoor outlet. Huh? So the cord wasn’t for tying me up and carrying me away, it was sucking power…from my house!
I grabbed my weapon of choice, my cell phone, you know to call 911 if needed, and headed out to cower confront the half naked dude.
“Ahhh, the dog” he stammered.
Yes, he will jump up on you strange man.
“Can I help you?” I queried?
His response: “I knocked on your door earlier but no one answered. We’re putting in a pool next door and needed some more power. So I ran a cord over here.”
WHAT THE HELL
“You what?” I asked. Gob smacked.
“Well you neighbours didn’t seem to be working so…”
“Ahhh yes, so you thought you would just plug in at my house because you figured I wasn’t home. I guess I know why my fuses are blowing now.” I fumed. Not adding that he had also scared the crap out of me.
He laughed. The half naked man laughed, and said…”I guess they owe you a drink.”
What the actual hell. Who does this? Who blows all the fuses at the property they are working on and then just….moves on to the next house?
Sigh, I guess the good news? He wasn’t a serial killer. Just a half dressed pool man.
Wow, that’s a bit nervy. I once let my neighbours use my outdoor plug, but at least they asked and were fully clothed at the time.
I would have had a heart attack and may have called the police on him. Some nerve!
Oh my gosh…the nerve of stealing your power. Plus, they caused you some gray hairs and that ain’t right!!!
I can’t believe he did that! He shouldn’t just steal your power because he thinks nobody is home. It doesn’t sound like a good pool company.
Wow, that really does take a lot of nerve to do something like that. You knock and get no answer… you leave. You don’t just take it upon yourself and steal power, and then LAUGHS? Geez, some people.
Wow, that was some nerve to plug into you hydro! Did you tell you nieghbours?
Well the nerve of some people, stealing your hydro, especially at the rate it is now, hope the half naked dude had his shoes covered in doggy poo!! yes the neighbour owes you big time now!!
Ahhh freaky. It doesn’t sound like a very professional company either. Maybe your neighbors should reconsider.
I hope you contacted the pool company that your neighbours hired?
I can’t believe he did that! I would have called the police. Glad he wasn’t a serial killer.
That is totally not cool, there is no way they can simply plug into anybody’s outlet just because they want to – that is the same as stealing – he was just hoping no one would be home and no one would know what he was up to.
OMGoodness! lol. Glad he wasn’t a serial killer…but shouldn’t they ask your permission first? Hydro bill?
HAHAH First you are SO funny. Second, I’d be knocking on that neighbours door and telling them all about that thieving pool man.
Eek. Not cool!
I do not know who does this…this is totes cry cray!