12/22/2006 (7:49 am)
Merriment and pranks
I just turned in a story about a subdivision in Monroe, where two sisters have been locked in a friendly battle of Christmas decorating. They were hilarious! I also contacted one of the neighbors to talk about the rivalry. After we talked about the sisters, she told me what’s been going on at her house. Unfortunately her story didn’t make it into print, but that’s what blogs are for, right?
Her husband had enlisted a neighbor’s help in putting up the Christmas lights. While putting up said lights, the husband reportedly let loose a string of expletives. Swearing aside, they finally got the display finished. That was the weekend following Thanksgiving.
Since then, whenever the couple would return home, a different strand of the lights would be blinking inexplicable. Until the wife got a call.
Yeah, they said, we’ve been messing with Steve. We remove a bulb and switch it, which causes the chosen strand to blink. If he gets really upset, we’ll stop doing it.
The wife reported that this has been driving her husband crazy. He just can’t figure it out, particularly why a different strand seems to be affected every few days. She’s kept quiet about it until now.
So, it may seem to be a little malicious to keep up the charade, but it’s the kind of story I love. Aside from a little frustration, it’s one of those situations where there’s really no harm done, but those involved will be closer at the end of it and for years they’ll be fondly remembering the migrating blink of the lights.
4 Comments
Comment by Jacob Espinoza
No harm done until you write the story about how the befuddled hubby who’s the butt of the joke picks up a .457 and blows away the wife and the neighbors. Are you just reporting the news, or trying to make it?
Comment by Shawna
I think that’s a pretty harsh statement to make. I think that Stephanie is a very responsible reporter and if she had any inkling that this would cause any kind of major problems than she would have handled it differently.
Comment by Gary
Come on, Jacob, lighten up! Were you picked on a lot when you were a kid? I saw nothing wrong with the story. Also, what’s a .457? There are no guns chambered in that caliber, but I assume that you meant a .357 Magnum. Or did you mean a 45 ACP? Get your facts straight!
See? I can pick apart your story, too.
Comment by Jacob Espinoza
It’s a custom-crafted high-caliber weapon, one-of-a-kind as far as I know. Picked it up in Moldavia on special assignment there. Wanna see it?
BTW, this light thing would never happen in my neighborhood because they learned a long time ago never to put lights up near my house.
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