LOL,.. I went Clint Eastwood on someone's ass and paid for it!
 

The townhouse sits rather high on the edge of the drive shared by the rest of the neighborhood townhouses, making the approach to the garage somewhat steep and getting in and out of your vehicle rather difficult.

So, about a month ago, I had some buckets of paint in the back of my pick up truck as I had parked it in front of the garage overnight. Evidently while loading the paint buckets onto the truck some crack or puncture had developed at the bottom of one of the buckets and in the morning I discovered about a gallon's worth of white latex had oozed out and dripped onto the asphalt from the back of the truck (due to said steepness). I tried to hose it out of the asphalt, but by the time I had discovered it it was next to impossible to wash. I felt embarrassed but there was not much to do about it but to let nature eventually fade it out. Now the asphalt here is pretty ugly anyway with sloppy black patches and some oil drippings from cars all over it.

Fast forward to last Saturday. I drove to the townhouse and parked in front of the garage again. As I was getting out I heard somebody calling on me. I turned around and some 60ish dude, about my height and square jaw of perhaps an ex-marine officer (totally my judgement and comparison) walked up to me from a fair distance, put his hands on his sides and in the angry tone of an inquisiting warden, with his eyes fixed on the old paint stain, asked:

"WHAT IS THIS EYESORE?!"

Startled at his rude abruptness and consumed with the urge of not backing down, I looked him directly in the eyes and said,

"I didn't catch your name."

Ignoring what I said he went on, "I SAW THIS DRIPPING DOWN FROM YOUR TRUCK THE OTHER NIGHT!"

"And you didn't bother to knock on my door to tell me as it was happening." I said adding a bit of sarcasm, "You are a real caring citizen!"

"I DON't LIKE THIS," he declared still admiring his testosterone.

Increasingly agitated, I gave him a stare and said, "And you are the queen of WHERE?!"

At this point he backed out, angrily shaking, turned around and walked away.

Well, This morning someone has keyed the side of my pick up truck full length. Not once, but twice. Guess who's my #1 suspect. :D

(Footnote: I actually find this funny in its patheticness. My truck has already a lot of dents and scratches from all the building material and backyard brush that in the last few years it has carried.)

Just thought I'd share.

Did you seriously use the phrase "You are a real caring citizen!"?

LMAO

'fraid so. Not the strongest part of this particular repartee.

False leading thread title.


You didn't do shit but get into an argument.

I doubt that square-jaw did it. I bet it was someone who hates you because you're Iranian.

Probably not a Marine. I figure if you've been living next to a Marine he would have found reason to kick your ass along time ago, not key your truck.

The Queen of Where should be a chick rock band.

That was my thought. Calling him that did add to the his image, though.

You don't even know where I live, Pat. :D

Probably not. I just used that description to paint a picture of him for yous.

Yeah, but he knows a ferner when he sees one.

I'm thinking "All Clint Eastwood" like...

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LJTQPNJ1GM...s1600/lawn.jpg

Blasphamy!!!

If some guy complained about spilled paint to me I'd just brush him off.

So your truck looks like shit to the point that you don't care if it has a bunch of new scratches on it. Your driveway looks like shit so bad that you are just going to leave a river of paint running down it? I don't even want to think about you must keep yourself up. Have some pride man.

I wouldn't feel all empowered because you told off grandpa either. It sounds like he was just trying to get you to clean up your act. Rent a high powered pressure washer and quit being the slob of the neighborhood.

Lame.

The guy Frankie went "Eastwood" on.

yep; nothing irritates someone who is irriated more than just walking off lol
some dude chewed me about a parking spot as I was going to leave. My wife, in-laws and I were sort of saying goodbye to each other at the parking spot. Then comes a dude stalking us for the spot. after about a minute or two he honked. I turned around and saw him, and I just turned back around. I didn't smile, or gesture or anything.

he lays on his horn quite a few more times, then finally gets out of his truck and starts yelling stuff like "Hey, any day man!" "C'mon, GTFO out of the spot" etc. he yelled for a good minute or two; the whole time no one even acknowledged him. He got back in his truck, and continue to just sit there until we left.:D

Same thing happens if I'm at a store and some thinks I 'cut them ' off in an aisle etc, and they usually turn around and say "EXCUSE ME!" .....I give no response; just keep walking while they continue to make an ass out of themselves. I love it.

How does an Iranian go full Eastwood ?:shrug:

You are truly a lion, Frankie. I actually felt faint.

There are proper ways to "complain." This dude was very rude.

Why didn't you just tell him:

"I tried to clean it off and it wouldn't come off. It really sucked that the paint leaked. It even got all over the back of my truck. Boy, they need to work on the quality of those stupid paint cans don't they?"

That hurts, Frankie. I thought you knew I loved you despite your dual loyalty. :)

Actually I suspect the Kept Man / El Douchenozzle. He faked the keying of his own car so he could set it up to key your truck without being suspected.

He went the whole Billay.

When Mrs. Radar and I bought our new, to us, home my Jeep was down, engine spun rod bearing. So before we even started moving furniture I took a derelict vehicle over to our new home and parked it right in front, just to let the neighbors know how it was going to be.

Clint Eastwood?

Don't you mean Clint MiddleEastwood?

I agree!

To the OP you are not going Clint Eastwood on someone until you point your gun at them and say "Get off my Lawn". Misleading thread title. Reported.

That sucks. I think a power washer will get the paint right off, though.

Yeah, I agree. If Frankie was referring to Gran Torino, I would argue his behavior is more akin to the Hmong's letting their property look like crap instead of Eastwood.

Heh, this is the closest resemblance I found in a quick google image search. That's why I thought "ex-military."

http://bi.gazeta.pl/im/1/6348/z6348661X.jpg

I see what you did there.

I still dont understand what this has to do with Clint Eastwood.

Clint Eastwood doesn't run crying from a confrontation and neither did Frankie.

What would you do if someone said to you, "Hey dumbass, open your ****ing eyes"?

I normally do this. But I was a bit startled and angered by his abruptness and sense of self authority. As I said, I paid for it.

There are ways to get it off, if a pressure washer didn’t do it solvent will, so will a soda blaster.

No biggy. We're just having a lovers' spat. ;)

Gotcha.

ROFL :clap: Rep.

I didn't think of it. It's a month old. Will it still work? I even thought of mixing some grey close to the general look of the asphalt and covering it.

A jackhammer or a bunker buster would do the trick too.

"Well, This morning someone has keyed the side of my pick up truck full length. Not once, but twice. Guess who's my #1 suspect."

Billay?

:doh!:

I'm only operating at 150 today. :D

I know a couple people who need to learn to just roll with it.

Ya had to be there. ;)

You'da been proud of my CE impersonation.

DId you squint your eyes and talk in a raspy whisper?

Some might bristle at your suggestion -- different strokes for different folks, and all that -- but I think that has it covered.

:D Actually, a little bit. :D

Just a bitter and sad old fart.

No, going Eastwood would have been to grab his shirt by the collar, put a .44 up to his nose, shove it into his nose, and tell him you are having a bad day

Just go get some more paint and poke a hole in and drive up and down the street with it a few dozen more times.

Bonus points for the triple dip :D

I know he lives in one of those townhouses. I have seen him brisk-walking in the street. In fact that's what he was doing when he spotted me. I suppose painting a white blotch in front of his garage would be an effective middle finger act. But it would be too petty.

Too bad he didn't bring over a tire iron and beat you to a bloody pulp.

Yeah, I think it will still work. Just be patient, as it might not come off right away.

I guess the more common term for them is "pressure washer." We had stains on our concrete patio from lawn chemicals. We scrubbed them with powerful cleaners with no success. But an hour with the pressure washer took care of it.

Frankie can't do that now. That would be backing down. Frankie doesn't back down.

AND predictably the hateful troll/bitch reappears from his hiding hole. ROFL

Just trying to stir things up with my dry sense of humor.

Nobody puts Baby in a corner.

I think you should take a nap, but that's just how I roll.

Did the paint bucket break apart in mid-air?

Just because I stopped responding to all of your ****ing BS all over my page doesn't mean I was hiding from you jackass.

Frankie you piss me right the **** off sometimes.

But god damn if I am not stealing this...

You are a real life ****ing troll.

you trolled him

and he neg repped your car

i love you

The "still admiring his testosterone" line killed me as well.

Would have to kick his own ass.

I'd say Hello Milkman!

LMAO

So I know that wasn't you then.

You posted today (8-22-12) in this thread. Your last CP post before this was on 08-14-2012.

Yep,.... I'd say you've been hiding. Exactly as I predicted.

I'll probably have to make some improvement on it anyway. We are preparing this townhouse to rent it out and eventually sell it when market improves. By the time we try to sell it, the blotch should be gone.

He's neg repping me now, and I'm deeply ashamed and saddened that I stood up for you. If I would have known he was going to neg rep me, I certainly wouldn't have opened my trap.

Probably was a Marine Officer....An NCO or SNCO woulda pummeled him and stuffed his head in the paint can....

Frankie the Mouse.

Man, you sure are a smart one. You are so scary, too.

Going to go ahead and expose psycho ForeverChiefs58:

That's good stuff right there. ROFL

Probably just smile and keep walking.

I live by the Roadhouse philosophy when it comes to D-bags.
“Be Nice. Until It’s time to be not so nice”

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