I was getting better, see, but then this "MSBlast" worm hit at work, and our Internal Computing Department cheerfully let it run free about the network. Thus several machines went bye-bye, notably the Windows XP test machines. Then some stoner tried to "fix" the problem, and this created a cascading domino effect of catastrophes which meant I had to dial into work from home (no minor feat in itself), and help my boss fix everything. That was last night, and I slept until 2pm today.
I am feeling better now, but I still have a stuffy head, and a clogged right ear.
To add to this, there are these kids in our neighborhood who don't have anything better to do than ring our doorbell and ask to use our basketball hoop. I don't know why I still have that damn thing other than I can't get rid of it. I don't want this pair of kids to be in my front driveway, anyway. Last thing I need on the front of my house is dirty brown circles. Already they have knocked loose some siding in the front. Apparently the previous owners let kids run around their yards willy-nilly, as evidenced by older kids who go to the concealed edges of my side yards, smoke, drink, and leave trash. Some try and cut through our backyard to the shopping center and leave our gate open. Twice our dogs have escaped when we didn't check the gate. Luckily, it's lockable.
But two kids among them all are the worst. Let's call them "A" and "J." I don't know how they do it, but every time I had let those two play with my son, within minutes, they were up to no good. The first time it was tossing rocks and tomatoes (from our own tomato plant) at cars passing in the shopping center alley behind our house. The second (and last) time was when J invited (without my knowledge) his 4-6 brothers and sisters to run all over my rec room, unsupervised (J was the oldest of them at age 10, and he has like 3-4 older siblings back at home), and started chasing my dog Ahfu with sticks and trying to beat him. That was about three years ago. He is so banned.
"A" is not a bad kid, really, but he's a pathological liar with some really bad home situation. His mom is always yelling and screaming, his dad apparently is abusive (I have not witnessed this, but was informed by the previous owner), and there's some drama between his older sister and his mom that culminated in beatings and fights on the front lawn. They aren't typical "white trash," either. They have a nice house and expensive cars, so the problem is all psychological. Too bad they live across the street.
A and J are a pair, so you can't have one without the other. They wait until they think we have left for work, and harass my son to let them in and use the basketball hoop, pool table, and computers. They give him a LOT of pressure, as I witnessed today. A is very much the "Eddie Haskell" type, always nice to my face, but tries to be all badass behind my back. A obviously knows how to pressure polite people. He reminds me of sales people who try every edge to get you to eventually give in. He twists logic, turns questions around, tries to obfuscate motives, make you indecisive, and probably could sell used cars very well. He's also a self-proclaimed hacker, and claims to know all about Linux and stuff. J, on the other hand, doesn't say much, but doesn't seem too bright. The kid is probably 14 now, and still doesn't know not to swat at bees. I suspect in his family of about 8 kids, not a whole lot of individual attention is given.
I told them to go away, and a few hours later, they ring the doorbell again. "Oh," says A, "I didn't know you meant go away later, I thought you meant just then!" I tell them to go away and not come back. They come back. "Oh," says A, "I didn't know you were still here. Don't you work on Wednesdays?"
Well, it seems they are outside again, trying to convince my son through the bedroom window to come out side of a minute. Talk about timing.
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