Construction ,

*Ring, Ring, Ring!*
-my house phone screams rather loudly.
Here I am, taking a *sick* day off from school ,
enjoying every minute of my restful sleep ,
& the phone wants to ring at 8:36 a.m. ,
I usually never answer my house phone
because the calls are hardily ever for me .
I figured it'd be my mom calling or something ,
since my cellphone was turned off .
It was my aunt instead .
I answered it , and she was looking for my mom or dad ,
saying that a co-worker of hers , her friend ,
was driving past my house & saw one of the construction workers
take one of our "decorations" -that my dad, with his artistic mind had put out there ,-
& put it into his truck.
which is classified as stealing .
for once, I was actually hoping that my dad would answer the phone when I called him
because I wanted him to do something about it.
Of course, he didn't answer his phone.
He's shooting at the range today .
I called mom, shortly after .
She wanted me to go out there and see who the company was that
the construction workers were working for .
There were too many men out there ,
with like 5 trucks .
for me to go outside & be all hot & obvious , writing down their
license plate numbers & such .. lol.
I'm classified as "kidnappable" ,
so I looked from a distance at the name on the side of one of the construction trucks.
they saw me too , but I tried to be discrete.

I have a thing with the construction workers around here.
after two younger ones tried to talk to me , *yuck* ,
I think they're all pervs.