Trailer Park

The Troll strikes again?

~ Ron Walker ~ 6 Comments

In the “You just can’t make this stuff up” department today we have our Trailer Park Owner whom I refer to as “The Troll” due to his disposition most times you meet him.

This adventure involves a “tale” that I had been told by a neighbor shortly after moving in. The fella in a conversation about anything odd in the park related that the park owner sometimes has the septic tanks cleaned out by the resident flunky who lives on a back street of the park. He claimed that it would stink for days. Readytroll-1 for the reason?

Neighbor says the flunky digs down to the access area, scoops out or bails out with 5 gallon buckets the upper area of the tank and transports it in the back of the owners pickup to an undisclosed location for dumping. He says the stench is horrible for days as it is cleaned out.

I remember the owner saying something about having been fined by the EPA for dumping waste in a ditch on his land, but didn’t know about the septic tank method until just a short time ago. I assumed he meant junk like lumber and other household stuff when he cleaned out a rental unit. I do now remember him grumbling that day about stiff fines he had but I just thought again that he was talking about smelly clothes or garbage.

Surely the EPA, County Health Department or someone has a regulation against scooping out septic tanks and dumping it in ditches. I am going to look into it. My luck will be he donates to some county official’s campaighn during elections and is a good ole boy of the system. Otherwise why would he continue to do something like this. Unless heaven forbid there is nothing that regulates how it is done.

I’ll have to look into it and find out. If any of you have ever dealt with or know if Septic tanks have to be serviced by licensed persons let me know.

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Raining Cats and Dogs? No wait, that was a O’Possum

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Country time here. It was raining hard and the wind was blowing about 10mph. We are sitting watching TV and what sounds like a brick strikes the window AC unit (large unit).

With club in hand I ease the back door open to look out and spot a Possum walking slowly possumacross the deck and onto the large Pecan Tree that he apparently was blown out of landing on the AC unit. He didn’t look to happy, stopping at the first fork in the tree to peer down at me in the blowing rain.

It is said it rains Cats and Dogs at times, an old saying. I have never seen it rain Possums till tonight.

They can be fierce creatures and yet they actually can make docile pets if raised from babies.

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I’m cursed when it comes to the USPS

~ Ron Walker ~ 2 Comments

I must be cursed when it comes to the US Mail Service. The service really was horrid in town, now that I am in the country I still have problems with the postal service.mailbox

I ordered an Antenna for my radio, it doesn’t fit in my mail box which is located with about 16 other boxes about 75 feet from us in sight of my office window. The item does not require a signature so I assumed it would be left on the porch or a knock on the door.  The antenna didn’t arrive and tracking said “at post office”.

I call to find out that some long time back one of the carriers had a problem with a resident in the park (they didn’t say what) and they had deemed it unsafe to deliver packages to the entire park based on that one incident. So I have to drive 4 miles to the post office whenever I get a package that does not fit in the standard mailbox.

While I think the people at the post office are polite and helpful, I still see it as a convenient excuse not to have to do their job of getting out of the vehicle and bringing your package to the door/porch. Not handling packages saves them time and they can finish earlier, but they are supposed to deliver. I found out the USPS can deem a place unsafe based on crazy things, from trash in the yard to mosquitoes that are too big.

It just seems I’m cursed with the USPS and getting things I order delivered easily. I might give the post master general a call, but based on everything I have encountered I imagine it will fall on deaf ears. At least at this point we are not getting someone else’s mail. Our last residence we continually got mail for others that had lived there 3 years prior, even though I taped a large note in the mail box not to deliver except for our name as instructed by the post office.

So it goes…

Have you had bad service from your post office?

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Mice I can deal with, Snakes? not so much.

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You know you live in the country when you catch a Snake in your Glue Trap for Mice. Yesterday I discovered a Rat Snake about 2 foot long as thick as my thumb stuck to a glue trap. Michelle being the kind heart she is was properly freaked out and didn’t want me to chop its head off.

She got a pan of vegetable oil and placed the trap and snake in it where the snake could hold its head out of the oil. After about 10 misnakesns the snake wiggled free and out into the woods to hunt for more mice. I swear though if it had hands it would have given me the finger as it looked back just before slithering off.

It must have been trapped in the house among the boxes in the dining room after I sealed all the holes that it could have come in (mice holes).

Ever caught your own snake in the house?

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