Let me just start this off by saying that it is hardly uncommon for me to find items outside of my front door.
Small Amazon packages.
Large Amazon packages.
Hungry (and extremely noisy) quails.
Gigantic, freakishly frightening Palo Verde beetles (Google these. I dare you)…
Copious amounts of sand and leaves.
Mid-sized Amazon packages.
Okay, so maybe I have a serious problem when it comes to shopping on Amazon. I’m working on it… sorta. That’s totally not the point I’m trying to make though.
The concept that I’m trying to drive home today is plain and simple: I find random things on my doorstep on a very regular basis. Therefore, I have developed an almost compulsive habit of peeping out of my front door to see if any cool goodies (or scary creatures) are waiting for me on the patio.
I also have a nearly compulsive tendency to track the shipping status of my online purchases multiple times a day, so I’m not too sure why I look outside for packages when I know full well that they haven’t arrived yet. It’s so weird, but it’s almost as though I expect deliveries from a mysterious benefactor to miraculously appear on a daily basis. I know this is highly improbable, but it never stops me from poking my head out into the blistering heat to check anyway. You know, “just in case”. 😛
Ya’ll, I got a bit of a shock today.
When I first checked outside, I noticed that my front gate was wide open, swinging in the wind. Okay, there actually wasn’t any wind (lol)… I’m being dramatic again. All the same, it was open when it needn’t be. Shrugging, I figured that the gardeners had accidentally forgotten to close it when they blew the leaves from the patio. That was when something unusual caught my eye. There, lying facedown on the ground, was a cellphone.
This discovery was already quite surprising on its own. After all, it certainly wasn’t my cellphone. I’d never be silly enough to leave anything of value outside where someone could just run off with it… much less during 112 degree weather! Well, the plot thickened when I noticed the bright white charger cord that led from the foreign phone right into my patio’s electrical socket!
Appalled, I stepped onto the patio to search for the phone’s owner. It was a total ghost town out there. I simply could not believe that someone had been so rude as to leave their cellphone plugged into my electrical socket so it could use my electricity. I mean, who does that?! Who goes up to a perfect stranger’s home and plugs their gadget into something. They didn’t even ask. The answer would have still been a resounding “Heck no”, but sheesh! They could have at least given me the opportunity to politely shoo them away…. dang.
Anyhow, I yanked that plug out of the wall with a quickness! Part of me wanted to bring the phone inside the house and make the inconsiderate, thieving culprit ring the doorbell to ask for it back. However, I didn’t know where that thing had been. I really didn’t want to interact with the owner or have their belongings any closer to me than necessary. For all I knew, that phone could have been stolen property!
Deciding that it was best for me to leave the phone outside where the birds could peck at it, I shoved the phone and its charger back underneath the gate (after closing it, of course). The phone sat there in the blazing sun for about half an hour before suddenly vanishing. I never heard anyone come to get it or anything, but my best assumption is that one of the gardeners left it there. Perhaps they had plugged it in while working, but forgot to take it with them when they left. Dunno. Don’t care.
I’m sorry, Mr. Cellphone, but do you pay the utility bills around here? Surely you can imagine the costly electrical bills around this joint. It’s heat stroke hot from sun up to sundown these days. The upstairs and downstairs AC runs nonstop. I cannot have random folks taking it upon themselves to use my amenities like this is a rest stop. Next thing I know you’ll be pitching a tent out in my front yard!
Get yourself a car charger.
Get yourself a spare battery.
I don’t care what you have to do in order to solve your apparent energy crisis, but the next time you see my electrical socket, PLEASE keep your hands and chargers to yourself. 😀
Have you ever caught someone using something of yours without permission? What would you have done if you’d been in my shoes? I’d love to hear your thoughts on this situation, so please feel free to sound off below.
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