How Rude: I just wanted to live like them! I just wanted the chance to LIVE like them! Today, I drove by one of the most beautiful homes I've ever seen! It had many acres of open lush green grass, leading to the three-story mansion on top of the hill. From my car, I could see a lot of people out by what looked to be a huge swimming area, cabanas and all, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves a lot! There was a small parking lot just inside the private gate area, and I could see from the kind of cars parked in there, that the people in that house and their guests must be quite well to do! I've seen this house before, but this was the first time I stopped to gaze upon its rich, elegant looks, and the longer I sat there the more I wanted to be part of what was going on up on the hill around the pool area! The problem was, there was a ten-foot tall fence separating me from the smaller, fenced in, gated parking lot leading directly to the house. And while there was a gate that had one of those digital code thingabobs that would open the bigger gate to me, I didn't know the code. Still, I wanted badly to be part of the gang and maybe, if I pleaded with the owners of this fabulous home, they grant my wish to be adopted into their family and be a millionaire too? I had to try, so I locked my car, and climbed the fence. It was not an easy climb, but it was going to be worth it; I just believed all would be okay once I got to the house and introduced myself and pled for leniency from the millionaire owners. I felt I had talents I could offer them, and if they'd accept me, I could maybe work in the huge number of flower areas, or maybe assist washing dishes and helping with shopping and cooking for them. As I said the second automated gate was a few acres from the large fence I had to scale, and this smaller fence would be a cinch to the one I traversed at the street! I hopped the fence and walked right up to the front door of this mansion, and rang the bell. A well attired butler answered and greeted me, and asked for my name. He checked the list on the iPod he held in his hand, and told me my name didn't appear. He asked how I got in the two automated gates, and I told him the truth ... I climbed the fences to get there. I went on to tell him that all I wanted to be was a millionaire, or adopted by this family or hired to have a chance to live in the plush comfort of this mansion! He asked me to wait, and while he was gone, I too a few more minutes to observe all that was around me. I had finally got past the fences and I was standing at the door. My hopes were high, but then two men, dressed in security clothes came up from behind me and asked for my ID. I gave it to them, and they told me I'd have to leave or be arrested for trespassing! I argued with them, and was sure they'd understand my long-time desire to be a part of this home, even if it meant working for a living while living here. They tried to escort me off the porch and back to the long winding driveway, but I resisted, demanding to talk to the owner. If he granted me an audience, I felt I may have a chance to stay and start living my l dream! The one rent-a-cop got on the microphone and called the owners. It took a few more minutes, but they came out from the back side of the mansion, and they were still wet and drying off with towels. I smiled and told them my story, but the man, seemed eager to return to his guests, so he told the rent-a-cops to get me off their property. With this shocking display of inhospitality, I stomped my feet and screamed that they couldn't do this. They owed me the opportunity to at least work for them. That is when the wife suggested that they consider hiring me on as a limo driver, and my hopes were once again soaring! But, her husband, an authoriative figure of a man, looked at here and shook his head no, as he ordered the rent-a-cops to call the local police to have me arrested for trespassing! I ended up in jail for a few days, waiting for my trial before a real judge, but that went even worse, as the Judge told me that I could never again go beyond the fence or property line of those people, and he handed me a restraining order, and with a stern warning, my fine was waived, but I could no longer consider approaching that mansion! All I could do for the rest of my life, was drive by and think of what might have been had things only been different! Like being born into that family with a silver-spoon in my mouth! Or, at least, been smart enough to try to land a job there, through proper channels! No! This is merely a story. I didn't even come close to doing such a thing ... but I wanted to make a point! Just because we want to be something that we're not, doesn't mean we can go against or violate the rights and laws of the people, living on the other side of the fence, to get what we may want!