A Berry Strange Encounter

, , , , | Friendly | October 5, 2020

On my property, close to the road, I have a retaining wall; about twelve feet inside this wall, I have a fence, with raspberries planted between the fence and retaining wall. This morning, I am out picking raspberries when a car pulls up and a woman rolls down her window and proceeds to scream at me.

Woman: “Leave those alone, you thief! Stop picking those berries!”

Me: “My property, my berries.”

Woman: “It is not your property! That is public property and I already claimed those berries. They’re mine. Give me the ones you have already picked and leave the rest for me, and get out of here!”

Me: “My property, my berries. Please leave.”

Woman: “I’m calling the cops!”

Me: “Please do.”

The woman proceeds to shout obscenities at me and then becomes quiet and starts rummaging around in her car. I am getting apprehensive, thinking that this crazy woman might pull a gun on me. She gets out of her car, leaving it running in the middle of the street, takes a grocery-size bag of trash, and throws it at me. The bag splits open; it is full of used tissues, pop cans, paper coffee cups, and LOTS of cigarette butts. She then screams at me that she will be back with the cops and is going to poison my raspberry bushes.

Woman: “Those are not yours. This is public property. God planted them for me. If I can’t have them, no one can have them!”

The cops never showed up. For the next few days, I will be closely watching to make sure she doesn’t come back and harm my bushes.

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