it's going to be a long night omg

Block my driveway? I'll go ahead and take your vehicles.

Friday night here in the country can get a little crazy sometimes so I don’t mind when my neighbors cause a ruckus or loud party as long as its not too crazy. Tonight I’m on call for Virginia State Police towing rotation which means I’ve got 25 minuets to get to where ever the wreck/DUI/impound/etc is.

As luck would have it, my neighbors are having a party and guess what’s blocking my driveway? That’s right, about 25-30 cars. I live down a dirt road at the end of a cul-de-sac, and its pretty narrow. One in one out type of deal, and with this rain we’ve been having, parking in the grass/clay/mud is really not the best idea. Even with a 4x4 it can still get tricky.

I noticed a few cars coming in early this evening and walked over to my neighbors and made it pretty clear I was on call and as long as they didn’t block the road or my driveway all would be good. No problems here. Well I get a call from my boss asking if I can go warm-up the Rotator and the light duty flatbed (tow trucks). Its about 12:30AM so I get my boots on and other gear because if I’m up I might as well stay at the shop and clean a few things to stay busy and make the night move along.

I get in my car and as I’m backing out of the driveway I notice I’m blocked in. I don’t mean by one truck, but by nearly 15 different vehicles. I calmly walk over to my neighbors about a 1/8th mile hike and as I’m looking for them through the crowd of drunk teenagers, some idiot wants to know why I’m on his property (he’s not the property owner, I’ve never seen this classy gentleman)

Finally, I find my neighbor and ask her if she can move the cars, I’ve got to go to work she says in a normal tone (doesn’t yell over the music) into the house “whoever’s blocking the driveway next door move your trucks” then slams the door in my face. I knock again and she answers with a drunken “oh god this bitch again?” (internally I’m thinking alright then) I do my best to explain, I’m on call and need to get out of my driveway to go to work, she comes back sloshing a Natural Light exclaiming its a party, relax!shuts the door in my face and yells “fuck that dyke cunt” I smile and as I’m walking away macho man throws a beer at me and cackles “yeah you best leave, go on, git!”

I get on the phone with dispatch and call for as many trucks as we have available tonight (about ten) and tell them to come on over, mommas got some PPI’s (private property impounds) I call police dispatch and ask if they’d send out a officer Incase things get out of hand and as soon as he gets to my place, my rigs start rolling up and hooking vehicles up and taking them to the impound yard. We get down to the last three vehicles. A yellow civic, gold Silverado and a old F-150

The civic owner bolts to his car and takes off. The Silverado girl (pretty wasted) gets stuck and starts tearing up my property. Officer walks over and she throws a fit long story short she gets arrested for underage drinking and DUI. The Ford owner doesn’t show up.

I get to work after all the impounds and with me I brought coffees and snacks for my drivers. Tomorrows not a business day which means if these tools want their cars back, its going to be the regular$289.50 plus two days of storage at $55 a day and a $100 gate fee. I make a note in every single storage sheet (papers that the vehicle owners get) to thank the girl who had the party for getting towed. Several of the kids parents called wanting to know where there cars or trucks were. I gave them the yard address and told them they can come anytime. As soon as they started shouting about illegal tows and threatened with lawyers I showed them pictures of their cars with no parking signs. And explained that I tried to reason with the owner of the property (me) but she was tired of being blocked in by drunken teenagers.

There are signs on my road saying no parking, and not to block the driveway. Don’t piss off a tow truck driver, she’ll legally take your vehicles.

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I feel this omg the time in Yharnam is DEFINITELY really wonky and doesn’t make a lot of sense like. Sure TECHNICALLY it’s only one night but i think it’s like one of those stories where you’re in the fairy realm for like. years and then when you go back home it’s been like. 5 minutes. You come into yharnam and sure it seems like one night but you leave yharnam and it’s been 10 years

yEAAH, (tho im ngl i always picture it as like, everyone around them in the city is unaffected by the time, and if the hunter is heavy on beasthood/blood-addiction, they’re also unaware, but otherwise after xx long night, they get out of the place to find it’s literally.. just been a night. That’s it. It must’ve just been.. a nasty dream?)
I’ve honestly always seen Yharnam, in the moment The Good Hunter arrives, as a sort of vacuum tbh?? veRY MUCH LIKE THE faIRY rEALms, but i think the environment definitely eases the citizens into those kinds of states too.
like drastic elongation of nights, for instance, i picture is an uncommon but widely unquestioned occurrence? A phenomenon mostly due to the Great Ones, but like, that’s hardly even brought up

I mean Yharnam functions a lot as a vacuum in several other ways? A coastal city yet is somehow Cut off from others, it’s hard to get to, the most known concept from it is a supposed miracle cure whispered about outside the walls , yet there are seemingly no aggressions from outside religions or cities or groups and somehow they’ve established a pervasive culturally-encouraged intolerance for outsiders entirely built on?? the fact they weren’t ??born there?? I gUess, maybe they sniff outsiders and just can teLL (which i mean, is xenophobia, not uncommon, but for christs sake the game made a point to mention how they made Valtr, Lord of Beast Feasts, into A Cherished Fable About Why All Outsiders Are Fucking Idiots)

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Another hard day’s work…only meant a hard night of partying for Kai Na. He’d sneak out of the soldiers’ resting quarters, come back late at night, sleep, then wake up with the others and train.

Most of his comrades knew about it. Heck, some of them joined him occasionally. But usually most people didn’t care what he did.

Most people except for Souji.

This slender womanly guy…Kai never understood why he had become a soldier. The only thing he had going for him was his drive. So when they were partnered up to spar, the man laughed.

“I’ll go easy on you…”