The rudeness of people...

So I arrived home last Sunday evening after spending the weekend at my parents. The auction was last Saturday and on Sunday I played with Jill the Wonderdog's puppies, went to look at a house for rent with my sister and her boyfriend (he's ready to get his own place), and the family celebrated my sister's 18th birthday with dinner, cake & ice cream (and presents...of course). So, I stayed late and got back home at around 9:00 pm, I think. When I turned into my driveway, there were five garbage bags sitting on the pavement. How puzzling! I couldn't figure out where they came from. These were obviously not mine! So, I called my neighbors to ask if they had seen anything - they hadn't. As I was trying to end my call with the neighbor (he's very chatty), my fabulous friend Mikey called so I quickly ended my other call (thank you, thank you, thank you for calling at that exact time). After our conversation, I called the sheriff's office to report the abandoned trash and had an officer outside my door within 10 minutes. He found an envelope with an address of the rental house a few doors up the street and promptly went up to "chat" with the tenants. I had to laugh. I knew that abandoning trash on someone else's property was a crime and found out a few days later, via the local paper, that the city was pressing charges against the tenants of that building. I'm glad it was resolved so quickly because I wasn't about to pay $7 to get rid of their trash! To do so would set a precedent and every renter for miles would think they could drop their trash in my driveway!