Sep. 26th, 2010 10:37 am
Good egg rollin' with a bad crowd
As
monshu and I set out on our quest for Feida mixed nut mooncakes yesterday evening (one of which we have just eaten), our ears perked up at the nearly-forgotten sounds of adolescent basketball on the parking pad. Sure enough, the "really good kids" from our beginning-of-summer drama were back. I went right up and confronted them. Ernie's pal spun some yarn about having permission from "the guy up front". I told him it didn't matter who told him he could play there, the condo association had decided not to allow it and he and his friends needed to clear off. Of course, it was only after several minutes of fuming at my neighbours on the way to the bus stop that I realised this was a lie. Neither Ernie nor Scooter was at home (which is the reason the pad was clear in the first place), and I couldn't imagine anyone else giving them the go ahead.
This morning we delivered a mooncake (red bean paste, no yolk) to Scooter so I had an opportunity to get the Rest of the Story. Seems his wife came home shortly after we'd left and found the kids trying to steal the hoop. "One was on the roof, one was on the dumpster, and two of them were standing on the ground, so they were trying to get it down." So he's going to get the "tall ladder" (if he can find out what happened to it) and take the damn thing down with Ernie's help--you know, as they claimed they had done back in June. "He seemed like a good kid. He's real polite. I think he just hangs with a bad crowd." Funny that. Kids you don't really know playing unsupervised on your property--how could that possibly backfire?
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This morning we delivered a mooncake (red bean paste, no yolk) to Scooter so I had an opportunity to get the Rest of the Story. Seems his wife came home shortly after we'd left and found the kids trying to steal the hoop. "One was on the roof, one was on the dumpster, and two of them were standing on the ground, so they were trying to get it down." So he's going to get the "tall ladder" (if he can find out what happened to it) and take the damn thing down with Ernie's help--you know, as they claimed they had done back in June. "He seemed like a good kid. He's real polite. I think he just hangs with a bad crowd." Funny that. Kids you don't really know playing unsupervised on your property--how could that possibly backfire?