I was driving through some of the back roads in my area yesterday and spotted a nice looking brownie on the porch of a run-down house. I turned the truck around at the first opportunity and doubled back to try a “cold call” acquisition. The dirt driveway was about 300 feet south of the house and the gate was closed. Wanting to get a closer look, I pulled off the 2 lane road directly across from the house, walked across the road and scouted. The house was set back 100 feet from the road and appeared dark, however there were 2 trucks parked near the house. It did not look like anyone was home, so I turned around, crossed the road and got back into my truck. I just started the motor when this guy comes walking across the road:
I shut down the motor, got out and engaged in the following conversation:[size=78%] [/size]
Me: “Hi, is this your house?”
DG (Deliverance Guy): nods yes
Me: “I was driving by and saw that brown grill on your porch, is that a Weber grill?”
DG: no response
Me: “It looks like a grill my dad used to own and I was wondering if you might consider selling it?”
DG: “Nawwww”. After a long, confused pause, “Why are you looking at my house”?
Me: “As I said, I saw that brown grill as I drove by and was interested in seeing if you would consider selling it to me”
DG: Long, uncomfortable pause while looking my truck over: “What’s your name?”
I realized at this point that I was not going to get the grill and furthermore, needed to do something to reassure this guy that I was not casing the place for a future break-in. It was eerie and I had the feeling that this guy was just looking for an excuse to exercise his right to bear arms. I handed him my card and told him to give me a call should he change his mind and drove away. It was a very uncomfortable encounter – I think I am going to stick to craigslist for a while (unless of course I spot a MTH - some grills are worth getting shot at…).
Winz