M recently purchased a police scanner app for his iPhone. (There really is an app for that…) This has given us an inside look at the high-crime life of rural Indiana. It’s like we’re watching Cops. But we’re listening. And a hectic night involves asking people to stop throwing ears of corn at houses. And there’s no one singing “Bad Boys”. So, it’s really nothing like watching Cops, but anyways…
I think tonight may take the cake.
Dispatch: “Car 578-Alpha-Bravo-98, we just got a call that someone came home to find that their home had been re-roofed without authorization, please investigate”
Police Officer: “I’m sorry Dispatch, I thought you just said that a house had a new, unauthorized roof???”
Dispatch: “That’s correct. They came home to a new roof and they’re not happy.”
How does that happen? How do you leave your house and come home and find it’s been totally re-roofed? And why do you notice that? I know I don’t come home and go “Well, let’s take a look at the roof and see if anything has changed.” But apparently this person came home and noticed. Maybe it was a badly done roofiing job. Maybe it was an ugly color of shingles. All we can be certain of is that there was a drive by roofing. None of us are safe.
You do have to wonder what would cause someone to snap and decide they would install a new roof on someone’s home. Was it a deranged, lunatic contractor out on a reign of roofing terror? An angry neighbor? “I’ll show Jim next door! He keeps playing his music late at night…we’ll I’m going re-roof his entire house!!! That’ll teach him who’s boss!!!” We may never know…but if I find out, I’ll be sure to let you know. I just hope the perp left fingerprints. Book’em, Dan-o. Or Roof’em…whatever works.
