Peeping Tom with a Twist

Tale of a purported pervert

My new dryer was delivered this morning, which prompted my friend Chuck to remind me to have the tri-louvered “shuttered” vent cap (second story, outside) replaced. Whilst the dryer runs, its exhaust blows open the louvers and is thereby expelled. (Why the louvers? Visualize: desiccated bird stuck in exhaust pipe.)

Chuck, non-resident but ever-helpful (win-win), has been reminding me seasonally for the past three years to have the vent cap replaced. Two of its louvers are stuck shut. He’d installed the vent cap seven years ago, after having discovered — as it was sucked into the hose of his vacuum cleaner — the aforementioned petrified creature clogged in the exhaust pipe.

Four years thereafter, when I complained that clothing took ever longer to dry, Chuck suspected the vents weren’t working properly. He had me run the dryer whilst he peered at the vent cap through binoculars.

The next day, my neighbor informed me of the grizzled geezer who’d been spying through my upper-story window.

By the time the police arrived, the dirty old goat was gone.