So, Monday I am walking home from work. There is another guy at my workplace who lives on my block, and walks home about the same time I do; we know each other enough to wave, but have never spoken. Anyway, he was just ahead of me and when we rounded the corner onto our street I could see that the front lawn of his house was covered in stuff. Clothes, furniture, boxes of books. I thought maybe they were having a yard sale, but when he saw it he started running up to the house and tried to open the door. Nope, no dice.
So he starts banging on the door, yelling for a woman named Sara, who comes to to the window and starts yelling back at him. Evidently the stuff on the lawn was his, the door locks were changed, and Sara was not about to let him in the house.
Not gonna lie, I stood at my kitchen window and watched the whole thing. He called the cops, trying to get her to let him in, but the cops pretty much told him "Dude, you got your stuff, cut your losses and leave". Nobody got arrested or got violent or anything, but there was a lot of shouting.