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Life
in a Small Town
Written by Stephanie Dixon (1998)
It's
winter, and it's a snowbelt here in St.Thomas Ontario. We apparently
live in the same snow belt as Buffalo NY. I've never lived in a
snow-belt before. Fruit belt, yes, snow belt, no. We have however
had more snow than some of the long term residents have ever seen
before. It is a mess! The snow on my front lawn is waist-deep. The
neighbor across from me (I'm going to assume that she is a native
of St.Thomas) owns a mustang. A mid-eighties Mustang- with something
close to racing skins for tires and nothing in the way of a muffler.
For the past week she has had trouble getting in and out of her
driveway as her landlord has not plowed it. She will repeatedly
pull into her driveway and sit there futilely spinning her tires-
once she even bounced off the house next to hers. Good thing there
was a snow buffer between her and the house. It is a shared drive,
and the other neighbor has had trouble too. So mustang-woman then
decided to park her car on the road choosing to risk getting a ticket
for parking overnight rather than try to get into her driveway.
This
one night she came over to borrow my shovel. It is something like
-17 degrees here and she was wearing a Tommy Hillfiger spring shell
jacket. Good Grief!
She has been asked to move her car by all the neighbors, so we can
get our street plowed, and responded that she would rather get a
ticket on the street than shell out for snow tires (which she would
apparently need to get into her driveway). Her boyfriend was asked
if he could please ask her to move her car so that we could get
our street plowed; he allegedly laughed, got in his car, and drove
away. Of course this has been a little more than frustrating for
my neighbors. I'm new here, but I can see that they are a very polite
bunch, and are very concerned that they don't inconvenience anyone.
I think that her not understanding that her car on the road means
we don't get plowed has been the root of the problem the whole time,
but I can't say for sure.
Anyway,
my neighbor has called the police because her car- being parked
on the side of what's left of our street has forced the plows to
turn around and not plow our street. This meant that our neighbor
had to do a lot of shoveling to get his car out this morning. He
piled the snow on top of her car. My other neighbor who is fortunate
enough to have a snow-blower blew all of the snow from his (very
long) shared drive right onto her car! It looked like a little snow
hill this morning with a little bit of blue metallic paint sticking
out of the side of it.
So
the police show up, and tell my neighbor that although it has been
sitting there for two days, it presently is not presenting a problem
as cars can still (just) get by, but he would take down her license
plate number and have the night shift come by to check on it and
ticket it if necessary.
Later
on the same day, I suppose that the plow really needed to get through
our street (we are downtown) and her car of course, was "gumming
up the whole project", and the cop came back and told her she
had to move the stang asap. So, mustang-woman gets out there, and
is spinning, and kicking up a racket (muffler), the cop is pushing
her car and gets it unstuck about 4 feet from where she was parked,
at which point she runs out of gas. Stang-womans stang is now smack
dab in the middle of the road, up to the axles in snow, no gas,
cop trying to push her, neighbors coming out of their homes to see
what's going on and still wearing the little spring Tommy Hillfiger
shell jacket!
Mustang
woman comes over to borrow my phone this afternoon, and I graciously
let her in the house, and don't realize until afterward that she
has a lit cigarette in her hand. She didn't even ask if it was okay!
I thought she would take the phone (cordless) and go outside with
it- nope. She smoked a whole cigarette in my HOUSE!! And she stood
there shivering in my doorway still wearing the goddamn Tommy Hillfiger
Jacket!!
Um,
so I'm not trying to say that all small town people are like this,
but what's up with that?!?!?!
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