Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Yesterday evening Nick was on a conference call driving home from work. After pulling into our space, he decided just to hang out in the car until the call was over. Our building's parking lot is next to a smaller house where an elderly couple and some of their grown children live, and our assigned spot is directly across from the couple's front porch. While Nick was sitting in car, he watched the husband slowly maneuver himself out the front door and onto the porch. The man's movement was especially limited not due to creaky bones or arthritic knees, but because his pants were down around his ankles. T0 Nick's great relief, the man was wearing underwear, but his relief was quickly replaced by horror as the man whipped himself out of his briefs and proceeded to pee off the front porch in broad daylight. At this point, Nick told me he buried his head in his hands so that in case the guy saw Nick sitting in the car, he wouldn't think Nick was enjoying the show. I think in this case though, that if you're relieving yourself off your front porch, that you're beyond caring if someone sees you.