Is it a case of an over active imagination or an acute sense of awareness? You decide…


The question at hand is the business across the street from me. My desk sits facing a large picture window which gives me an excellent view of the street and of the business directly across form me.


On a slow day I may sit for hours watching the scenes unfolding across the way. Just call me Gladys Kravitz. I have my very own “Drug Cartel – God Father – Fast and the Furious – Training Day” movie playing out for my daily amusement via my picture window.


I should note that the business runs under 4-5 different business names and tax ID numbers. I know this because we have done work on their building and they have asked us to bill it to one or another of their names and I always ask for a W-9


Here are a few of the ‘whimsical’ events I have witnessed:


1.) Stretch Limousine sitting in front of my window in our parking lot. BMW comes out of the shop across the street, driver of the BMW gets out, walks to the limo and hands a brief case thru the back passenger window. An arm (I must assume a body is attached to the arm) reaches out of the limo and hands the BMW driver a large envelope. The limo pulls off. The driver of the BMW drives back across the street and pulls back into the shop.


As this is unfolding, I am on my cell phone describing the events to Mr. J. and he keeps saying, “Stay away from the window. Don’t let anyone know that you are watching. Stay away from the damn window!”  How can I watch if I move away from the window?


*side note* My blinds are set at an angle so that I can see out, but people outside cannot see in.


2.) …  this one happens regularly… Two or three souped up little Toyotas will pull into the shop, one after the other. They are in their less than ten minutes and then they all pull out together and jet down the street.


I know I am being presumptuous… They are just pizza delivery boys making a pizza stop. There is no way they are picking up or delivering anything illegal. That would just be wrong.


3.) The Porsche incident – Two identical black Porsches pull into the parking spaces in front of my window. They are no more than 3 feet from the window. If you are not familiar with the Porsche, the trunks are in the front. They both pop their trunks and swap brief cases.


I swear one guy looked up and looked right at me. I froze, thinking maybe he could see me… But they went about their business, shook hands and drove their respective ways.


Again… My imagination or they were merely trading lunches?


4.) Cop pulls in and I am sure they are finally going to get busted. No way! A young lady comes out, leans in the window of the patrol car and hand the officer a package. Funny how he comes by for his ‘package’ on a regular basis now.



Is my mind playing games with me, keeping me locked in TV movie-land? Is the young woman handing her husband, who happens to be a cop, his lunch as well? Maybe I don’t know all the businesses across the street. Perhaps they also have a business license for Deli services.


5.) Truck loads of big screen TV’s being unloaded one day and loaded onto another truck the next day.


Again… another business license that I am unaware of. They must also be a part-time warehouse for a home theater installation business.


6.) Very, very expensive cars unloaded, driven into the shop for 20-30 minutes, and loaded back up into the trailer of the Semi.


I am guessing the owner of same said expensive car sent it to Houston to have them install one of the warehoused big screen TVs.  Or more likely an alarm, right? There is a logical explanation… Right?



Saeed and the boys across the street ARE honest, law abiding citizens, who’s only faults are running a business (or 8 ) across the street from an imaginative woman.



10 Responses to “So?”

  1. trishatruly Says:

    Uh, yeah, right, and I’m twenty-something and a lingerie model…. uh huh.

  2. Angela Says:

    I don’t think you’re imagining things… Something definitely seems suspicious!

  3. Red Says:

    Ooh, you’re very sneaky!!
    But dont get caught and make them give you cement shoes!!

  4. joanharvest Says:

    I love spying. I’d have my binoculars out and my big ear. There’s definitely something shady going on. I don’t blame your husband for being cautious about you. When one of the families across the street was dealing drugs I was always spying and calling the local housing authority because it is a welfare house. The mom had left two 18 year old kids there alone for weeks. I think she just left them for good. They finally had the kids kicked out. My daughter was 14 and there were always boys there trying to get her to come over. Fortunately she was smart and told them to piss off. I was so glad when they left. 20 or so cars would show up in one night and stay for 5 minutes.

    Well, be careful.

  5. Peter Parkour Says:

    😯 Spooky…do be careful. I’m definitely guessing they are up to no good.

  6. DNR Says:

    Sounds like fun… You need to set up a camera.

  7. K. Trainor Says:

    Something smells rotten in Denmark…

  8. Allison Says:

    I love drama like this. Takes me back to my Harriet the Spy days. There is a Mercedes parked in my neighbor’s (I live next to Boo Radley) garage and somebody down the street has a Jaguar. I live in a Corolla/Camry type of neighborhood, so I instantly assume they are drug dealers.

  9. betme Says:

    Trisha ~ I had you pegged for a twenty-something and a lingerie model 😉

    Angela ~ I am still not completely convinced… hehehe

    Red ~ Maybe some cement high heels?

    Joan ~ Come on down and we can be Jr. Spies together!

    Spidey ~ I am a very sneaky spy and am vewy, vewy caweful…

    DNR ~ I have thought about a camera

    K ~ Something is rotten in Houston as well. 😉

    Allison ~ You use the same deductive reasoning that I use.

  10. Sarah Says:

    Holy crap! You work in the coolest place ever. I want to come visit you at work and just watch what goes on over there all day long.

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