So... on our way to McDonald's last night, we were waiting at the lights right outside/beside McDonalds. Waiting to turn and go into the car park and have dinner.
This man was standing at the side of the road, he was a 'window washer'... you know... A person who comes up to your car at the lights and tries to wash your windscreen for money.
Anyway, this guy comes up to our car and starts pouring water on our windscreen. Stew and I both wave our hands indicating 'NO' ... we don't want him to wash our windscreen.
He kept pouring his water on and was trying to wash the windscreen, so Stew turned on the windscreen washers.
That idiot kept trying to wash the windscreen, mouthing off at us, trying to dodge our wipers with his squeegee!
Then he seemed to get the message and walked in front of our car, and I thought he was going to leave us alone.
But NO, he then tries washing MY side of the windscreen! By then I was really incensed, so I grabbed my phone and tried to get a photo of him.
ONLY then did he leave our car alone!
Man was I mad. We got into the McDonald's and I rang the cops to make a complaint. I'd heard on the radio that was what you were supposed to do if a windscreen washer was annoying or intimidating.
After watching that man annoy heaps more people in cars at the intersection right outside the McDonalds, a 'mufti' cop car arrived and the cop spoke to him, gave him a ticket and confiscated his bottle and squeegee washer. The guy then left the area.
He had it coming I tell ya. I am sick to death of them harassing me and others at intersections.
So that was our little 'drama' last night!
I'm hoping today to get a few things done around the house, as I didn't get much done at all yesterday.
I always start out with best intentions, but sometimes they just fizzle out by the time I get going in the morning.
It's lovely that Stew is still home, he can spend some time relaxing. I shall try not to load him up with jobs! *smiles*
1.30 pm: It's been a lovely quiet day so far. All I've done is teach Griffin how to make waffles, and clean up the mess afterwards.
He gets to make them again next weekend ON HIS OWN. That might be interesting.
Sadly my back is still giving me grief... so frustrating. I know it will come right in a few more days, then I can get on with some bigger jobs around here.
Some cute photos of Dante that I took last night:
ABOVE: he has really enjoyed staying for a sleep over. Stew got woken at 7.30 with Dante yelling "Granddad" in his face! ha ha.
Dinner was a really yummy chicken/bacon pasta dish. It went down really well with everyone, with leftovers for lunch tomorrow.