Tuesday, April 07, 2015
Turns out that the woman who (allegedly) drunk-drove into a couple of utility poles (after attempting to pass someone in a no-passing zone), thus cutting power to a good chunk of my town on Sunday night, lives right up the street from me.
I think pitchforks and torches are in order. Ha.
The scary thing is, according to news reports she was heading AWAY from her house when she crashed. Late-night Easter Sunday beer run, perhaps? Sheesh. She's got a couple of young kids, too - the big-screen TV in their living room, which is clearly visible from the street, is set to a cartoon channel every morning when I drive by her house on my way to work. Way to set a good example for your kids, lady.
Am I being judgmental? OH YES I AM. Because of her, a lot of people, including the elderly, had to go without heat on a night when the temps went down into the twenties.
Screw you, neighbor. Screw you very much.