Migrant Lunch

Neighbors call the police when three Mexican men trespass on the property of a north Raleigh home. The men, unbeknownst to the neighbors, were soliciting work. They parked on the street, approached the home, knocked on the door, and peered in through the windows. Anyone seeing this could only assume they were casing the home for a burglary. Only they weren't.

I guess it was about lunch time, so the three men figured it would be a good idea to sit in the front yard of the home and eat a nice lunch of cactus and peach nectar. The neighbors called the police and converged on the scene, blocking the Hispanic men's truck in.

We get there and the scene is very amusing. Three Mexicans sitting in the grass, casually eating lunch as if there weren't a posse of middle-aged white people blocking their truck in. I think the neighbors wanted us to cart them off, flog them, douse them in gasoline, and set them on fire. But, of course, they had no intentions of committing a crime. They just have no concept of normal etiquette.