I'll take a few, but it won't be all that exciting this time.
Wow, was I wrong. So I arrived at 6:55am on Sat morning. Even though I'd stopped by the building owners office on Thrus to tell him I was coming for the rest on Sat morning and to leave the gate open, then called again Friday afternoon to remind him, the gate was locked. I scrambled to find a number for him and eventually got the owner to open the gate about 45 mins later.
Since I had already taken the metal rack that held the granite, I left the rest of it on these 6 foot pallets that they had before I left with the first load. The pieces were smaller, so instead of putting each one in a sling, I just lifted the pallets level to the trailer deck and my dad (who met me there) and I just slid them on and stood them up.
In order to lift a few of the pallets, I had to get the pallet forks under the skid since they weren't open on the side for the forks. They were sitting in gravel so a small amount of gravel was getting picked up on the ends of the forks and I was tracking a little gravel around the lot as I was trying to load. This is a very industrial area behind a building with lots of other stuff thrown around, so I didn't think much of it.
The building owner, the guy who opened the gate, came over with two brooms and told me I had to clean the parking lot. Keep in mind, I have a 16 ft trailer parked across it, and my DK45 maneuvering all around it to load from both sides, so this is a fairly large area we're talking about. I told him (not politely since he's a bit of a jack *** to start, but not rudely either) that I wouldn't be cleaning his parking lot. Things went south from there very quickly. He immediately told me that he wouldn't let me leave until I cleaned it up! Within a minute, I went from loading the granite to a full out yelling argument with this guy. He went over to the gate and started to close it. My dad was into it with him as well and the two of us had some words and some warnings for him, but he got the gates closed and was going to lock them. Well, I'm boiling over right about now and the tractor is idling away right behind me with the pallet forks on the loader, so I jump on, slide the forks under the gate on one of the hinge sides and raised them to the gate height. I yelled at him the next choice was his, if he put the lock on, the gate was gone. More yelling and arguing ensued and I ended up jumping off the tractor and we all continued yelling for a while. A some point he actually locks the gate :confused2:, but I realized, as much fun as destroying the entire gate and fence would be at this point, he's committing a criminal offense and if I do it, he'll call the cops on me and I'll be the one answering questions. I was pretty sure I'd still be in the right but why go through that and the fall out that's bound to come up.
So I dialed 9-1-1. I showed him my phone and asked if that's how he wanted to end this and he said, sure, call them I don't care. So I did and I told them I was being forcibly held captive against my will and gave them the address and the guys name. He took the opportunity to call some of his "buddies" and then we all just waited. He pulled some skids in front of the gates (I guess to stop me from just driving through them) with the lock still on. After a while, he got up and walked to the front of the building. His "buddies" had arrived and he went to met them, but first he unlocked the gate (I didn't even see him do it) and left the lock in place, but not latched. I had already used the time to tie down the load, reconnect the trailer and I was ready to go, so we opened the gate, gave the lock a toss and left. I drove down the road and called 9-1-1 again and they asked me to wait there to talk to the police. Within a few minutes, two cars showed up and I told them what happened. They were very nice, said I did the right thing, asked if I had all the granite I wanted or if I wanted their help to get the rest (the rest was the garbage I didn't want and I actually threw some off the trailer before leaving to piss him off, so I told them I got it all). They confirmed that it was basically forcible confinement, but they called it something else (something like depriving my personal liberty of movement?) and they said they were going to go over and read him the riot act.
So, it turned out not to be so boring. I've replayed it a bunch of times in my head, and as much as I was dying to rip the fence out, it all played out the best way it could have and I think I was smart playing it with my head.