We had a hearing today. Some yahoo had called the city to report that he didn’t like our old truck or the neighbor’s junk in our yard. Guess what, we didn’t like the neighbor’s junk in our yard either, but we went out there and helped them clean it up instead of reporting them to the City.
The day the inspector came out to take pictures was the same day that we moved some couches to Youngest Daughter’s and (at that time, almost) Son-in-Law’s new apartment, but he got a picture of the big blue tarp over the neatly stacked furniture on the driveway before it was moved.
We didn’t do anything about the first notice because by the time we got it, the couches had been moved and the neighbor’s junk wasn’t ours.
Then came a second notice about “weeds and trash” so we helped the kids next door get their stuff cleaned up.
Then all of a sudden, we get this full-blown citation about “inoperable vehicles” on our property, but there are none, so I called the guy and he said the old truck didn’t look like it was running. I told him it was, but he said we would have to pay a fine anyway. BA – LO – NEY. We decided to fight that baby!
We turned the truck around and switched its place in the driveway next to the sandrail, just to show that it does indeed run, took a bunch of pictures of the front and sides of our house and set off to prove our case.
But we never had to open our mouths.
First item of business was to clarify that everything on the first two notices had been taken care of (even the neighbor’s crap, which should never have been in our case file to begin with).
Next, the hearing officer asked the code compliance inspector to show him where he had notified us about the truck before he issued a citation.
He searched his documents.
He said hmmm.
He squirmed in his seat a little.
He said uuhhh.
The Hearing Officer asked him if he’d like to move for dismissal.
He said yes.
We smiled and thanked them for their time.