Am I turning into just another grumpy old man? Has life's realities tempered my youthful idealism into a more cynical view of my fellow man? Hopefully there may still be hope for me.
Yesterday a young couple decided my driveway was a perfect place to park and have a party. My first reaction was a little like Clint Eastwood...."This is private property...didn't you see all the signs?...pick up your litter and don't come back...turn down the blaring music too..etc".
But then I realized in my youth I would have given my left nut to find such a secluded pretty spot to spark with my girlfriend and enjoy the day and car's bitchin' stereo. After all such youthful dreams are what caused me to save, invest wisely and search for this perfect property at end of a dirt road. In my youth I'ld have have probably done something similar. So upon reflection I shouted that they could enjoy my yard for a little bit but please don't come back.
Gumpy old fart standing up for my rights or should I try to accommodate youthful excesses?
Anyways game camera caught them for posterity.
After all they are not the only uninvited visitors I get.
Some just happen to be cuter than others.