So I was swing my coil in this old yard today. It is a home from the 1800s and the owner has fixied it into apartments which he rents by the week I think... Anyway I was digging a quarter out in the side yard and I heard talking. I looked up at the kitchen window and I saw a guy and a girl looking out at me so I waved. Well, in a moment this really skanky looking girl was out on the porch and asked me if I was finding anything. I told her, no, I hardly ever find anything here but it's fun and I keep looking. Then she point's up toward the upper corner of the house and say's... "You can find something up in that bedroom right there"...
OMG.... I acted like I didn't hear her and kept digging. I moved away from that part of the house and stayed near the street. That made me really uncomfortable. I guess some folks like that stuff but I thought it was unwelcomed and intrusive. I am going to ask Joe, the owner, if he is getting a cut of the action. My wife's office is right across the street too. She didn't like it one bit. It's not a bad neighborhood, or at least it wasn't...
Laff...
Julien
OMG.... I acted like I didn't hear her and kept digging. I moved away from that part of the house and stayed near the street. That made me really uncomfortable. I guess some folks like that stuff but I thought it was unwelcomed and intrusive. I am going to ask Joe, the owner, if he is getting a cut of the action. My wife's office is right across the street too. She didn't like it one bit. It's not a bad neighborhood, or at least it wasn't...
Laff...
Julien