Nathan Exposed » Block party in front of my mailbox

Woohoo! Summer is here! There’s a fucking block party in front of my mailbox!

Okay, well not really… I’m not sure.

Every day, I notice there is an accumulation of cigarette butts and trash next to our mailbox. It appears that there has been a party and I was not invited.

But when do these parties take place? I am home at all hours of the day and night. Often times, I’m up until the wee hours of the morning, and I never seen anyone out there.

I visualize several people with lawn chairs, hanging out by the post.

One of them takes a drag off the cigarette and then says “Duuude, partying at Nathan’s mailbox is the life.” Then he passes it to his friend, who squints when he inhales (why do smokers always squint?), and his friend says “Yeeeah…”

Don’t ask me where these characters come from. They’re just there.

Perhaps this is just a trashy neighborhood and I’ve been living under the guise that it’s clean. Further down the street, this one neighbor often has odd pieces of trash on their sidewalk. Like last week, there was an empty bag of chips.

What events lead up to this? Were they out in their yard, chomping on some chips, and then just decided it would be way too much work to take the bag inside with them? “Eh, the wind will take care of it,” they say, as they toss it to the ground.

This same neighbor had an empty pack of cigarettes on the sidewalk. Again… what happened here? They finished off their last smoke and couldn’t be bothered with the trash?

Hey! Maybe it’s THEM! Maybe they are the ones partying in front of the mailbox. I see a story forming.

Thu, Jun 21, 2007 @ 2:09 am | Filed in Humor | Permalink

1 Comment

Hmmm,
I think I know them. If you run into them(not OVER them), ask them if they store their stuff in AZ.

Posted by DEL on Fri, Jun 22, 2007 @ 7:36 pm