The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

Creepy trailer


Yeah, so, there has been a really creepy trailer right around the corner from my office for a few weeks.

The trailer is not attached to car. It’s filthy, rusty and, of course, fascinating. I have no idea what is going on in the trailer. Drugs, prostitution, professional Scrabble playing: It could be any kind of harmful activity that leads to a sad existence. I’ve been keeping a watchful eye on the trailer because I’m nosy a good citizen who wants to keep her coworkers safe.

Basically, every morning, due to lack of parking elsewhere, I am forced to park in front or behind this brokedown palace. Sometimes there are notes stuck to the trailer. “Hey ho, call me;” stuff like that. On a few occasions I have tried to peak inside the dirty windows because everything is my business. All I can see is junk – boxes, trash bags, tires, etc. Sometimes there is so much stuff the door won’t close. There certainly didn’t appear to be room in the trailer for an actual human being.

This morning, I pulled up to work a little earlier than usual and two men got out of the trailer. I quickly turned my car around and hunted for a new spot. I’m usually not such a chicken, but I was convinced that parking there today would be asking for trouble, and I really could do without someone breaking into my car and stealing my stuff (i.e. a yoga mat, a dog crate and random CDs – remember CDs? Ask your parents.).

So, were those guys in the trailer all those times I was poking around, or do they vacate the trailer before business hours? I really hate to think they were in the trailer, watching my nosy ass peak through their windows. I’d shudder to think what those weirdos must think of me.

Later today, I convinced my office buddy Paul to go out there with me to spy the trailer, and there were several people going through it. They don’t work for the City of Oakland, but they were not the same “gentlemen” I saw getting out of the trailer this morning. They were unloading tons of stuff from the trailer into a big moving-type van. Sadly, I couldn’t get a good look without appearing like a total busy body, so I snapped a photo and ran off.

I’m curious if the creepy trailer will be there tomorrow morning, or will it be empty and the two guys will just fill it with more junk? Either way, I will refrain from trying to look inside. I might see something that I can’t unsee.


Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/podcaster/mother/goober in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, go on adventures with my mighty, mighty good man David and my awesome autistic son, Calvin, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

7 thoughts on “Creepy trailer

  1. “professional Scrabble playing” ftw.

  2. So…..any update??

    • Funny you should ask … There are still two creepy guys going in and out of the trailer, which is surrounded by junk. There is also a husky dog laying in the gutter. I was worried he was dead, so I “accidentally” honked my horn and he moved.

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