So - I'm getting ready to close. A guy in the RV park is down on the porch. A guy from the marina is on the porch and they start talking motors. The third guy shows up. The guy from the RV park starts talking shit about the dudes motor in his sand rail. The guy from the marina starts talking shit back.
I'm in the store - so the next thing I see is the guy from the RV park heading up the ramp. I think he's going home. He comes back down about 10 minutes later and asks the guy from the marina to have a chat. Up the ramp they go. Hubbie and the other guy from the RV park go - well, they need to work it out. My hackles go up - WTF do you mean by that?
Oy! two fifty somethings rolling around on the ground like 5 year olds on the playground. We all headed up the ramp. WTF?! Is wrong with you guys??
It gets worse. Much worse. So here I am at 11:15pm wide awake. Combatant #1 had "something" strapped under his shoulder. The hubbie says it sure the hell looked like a gun.
Combatant #1 - RV park guy - has left yet again. Marina guy is on his boat, the wife has been keeping him contained. Sorta.
Me ! I AM DONE! Idiot males. Oh, did I mention guns? And booze and stupidity. I am soooo done with the both of them. When they sober up in the morning..... It is done. Ya got 30 days to find another place. You can't handle your booze? GET THE FUCK OUT!
Unreal. Just unreal. Had planned for a nice evening watching football and having dinner. Oh Hell No! Gotta police two hot head idiots. Idiots gonna lose tomorrow. These stupid fuckers are used to me being nice. Too bad for them. Just ask my husband about not finishing the bathroom in our first house for over a year. When I finally lost it - that sonofabitch got finished in a week. Those two morans are about to experience the wrath of Dawn.