Tonight my husband and I joined some friends from his company to light off fireworks for the 24th of July. For those of you not from Utah, the 24th of July is Pioneer Day, and as my husband says, “Nothing says I love my country like blowing up a little piece of it.”
We had a great time, and were just wrapping it up with the Grand Finale when some people came walking down the street with their dogs. They started walking past just after the guys had lit the fireworks, and it was quite an explosion! Unfortunatly, it scared the dogs, and they went running, pulling the woman walking one of them along with it.
Now, anyone with half a brain knows that dogs and fireworks don’t mix. Dogs are very scared of them, and will panic at the loud noises and flashes of light. These people were obviously lacking in the common-sense part of their brains when they decided to take their dogs for a walk on a night during which everyone on the block is lighting fireworks.
I wouldn’t have a problem with these people if they kept to themselves – I would simply have felt sorry for the dogs and gone on my way. But the guy had to come back. He came storming back, sans his wife and dogs, demanding to know who lived in the house, and threatening if we didn’t tell him, he would call the cops, and they would find out. When we asked why, he said it was because we were lighting illegal fireworks, and he was going to call the cops on us. That made me livid. I marched over to him, and asked what his problem was. He said the fireworks scared his dogs, and they ran away with his wife. I asked why he was out walking his dogs when there were fireworks going off – every moron knows dogs hate loud noises and fireworks. He said the legal ones didn’t scare his dogs – only the illegal ones. I asked how his dogs knew which was which…and he stomped right over to me, and got right in my face. This made me so mad – I demanded he back up off me, and he refused. Unfortunately, because he got so close in my face, I felt threatened, and had to fling insult after insult his way. He had a lot of nerve – marching up into a group of friends, and threatening us. Perhaps it is my temper, but when this guy, who was stupid enough to walk his dogs on a night when fireworks are everywhere, started yelling at us, I just was so angry I had to let him know.
Preston, my husband, got mad when the guy was in my face, and told the guy to back off, or I might kick his butt. It all was pretty comical, looking back. The guy just needs to grow a brain, and learn when and where to pick fights. He also needs to be smart about when and where to walk his dogs. Ugh…there are so many morons around- it makes me crazy. Hopefull this guy will now think twice before doing anything stupid. But I doubt it.