I look up and here comes a cop blazing down the street. He passes by me, stops jumps out of the Tahoe, draws his weapon and points it at a guy in a car that is in a driveway.
Needles to say I immediately vacated said intersection and went behind my truck in case gunfire ensued.
The cop holstered the weapon and grabbed him and dragged him out of the car while the guy (a great big white supremacist looking fella) proceeded to scream like a little girl. It was actually sad.
By then two other cop cars had arrived and the suspect was subdued and the friend on the front porch was being spoken to by one of the cops.
Exciting? Kind of in that this happened at 5:30 am.
So I was going around a block doing a boundary. I get to my lot and this old guy from next door (Nick) comes out and talks to me for a bit. He keeps an eye on things and the property that I was surveying was vacant. Great guy, he even let me go into his yard.
I was asking him about some of the neighbors because I had to trace some adjoining monuments and he told me that I should probably watch out for the guy on the other side of the subject, that his kid is a heroin addict.
I looked at him and asked if I should lock my truck. He chuckled and said "he's to dumb and to slow to steal your stuff, he's just unpredictable".
All in all the job went smooth and I actually made some money on it even with the results of survey that I had to prepare. I'll wait to file it until I have a few to do.
Keep your eyes open out there surveyors. You never know what might land on you.