Yes, this will be a rant so leave now if you are not emotionally prepared for it.

Last Wednesday some guy (older) in a red pick-up truck drove into my parking lot. Okay, so far so good. I don’t know who he is: delivery person, friend or parent of staff, new client–whatever. Well, then he and his dog get out of the truck. The first alarm bell goes off: AL DOES NOT LIKE DOGS. I don’t like them in my office, in my parking lot, or anywhere near me. Yes, a childhood incident with a dog that weighed 300 or 400 pounds and was 10 feet tall, (I was 9), has scared me.

So this person proceeds to walk the dog around my parking lot and the lot nearby and we all know he’s not just out for a little exercise. Sure enough, after about 15 minutes he puts the dog back in his truck in and gets ready to leave. Lucky for me, a member of my first-rate staff (probably knowing they would make points with me) confronts the idiot. She asks him if he is from the city. Is that a bomb sniffing dog? Of course he says no. She tells him this is a private business parking lot. He casually waves his hand as he says, “Just leaving!”

In hindsight I should have gotten a wrecker here and towed his car. But, he had a truck, was wearing a red shirt and for all I knew he might have had a gun or something. I just have to ask, “What was this guy thinking?” I mean I just don’t get the lack of courtesy, consideration, or even common sense. But, hey what do I know? Man’s best friend hates me anyway! But for the record, if he or anyone else with a dog comes back–BEWARE; this time I will call the wrecker.

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