The neighbors aren’t alright
It has been two weeks since my last post. I have been so busy it feels like only a week has passed. Wow that is crazy. My neighbors brought me down from my productive high. I had to come down to their level to let them know, I will not stop being myself. You can think I am crazy all you like, I know you think I am crazy for holding my son’s to a higher standard and keeping them accountable. They will be polite no matter your attitude and I will not teach them to stop speaking to people, if you chose not speak back so be it ignore me but I will not ignore you.
When I wrote the above on the twenty-eighth of july, I was so frazzled I forgot to publish it. Anyway it was not complete. But needs to be published. Now that the fog of anger has cleared I can add a bit more detail. My neighbors suck. I live in an apartment. I am surrounded by people who think I am crazy for homeschooling. I am crazy for allowing my son to wear his pencil pouch around his neck like a purse apparently, I could care less. Have you seen caught in the middle and the girl that has a bag so she can make stuff on the go? I support that initiative to be prepared to be that creative. Boy or girl. I am crazy for letting my son wear a dress. Back the truck up there what…. Their father is Irish I was teaching them about kilts and as a Segway into Togas to get back on track to nomads and pelt skins and simplicity to deficate in the woods while hunting during our volume one Story of the world study. Did they ask me any questions? Ha only wise men ask questions fools assume they know everything and judge without knowledge.
This particular neighbor talks about me to my neighbor below me off his balcony right next to me. He is a level of stupid I have never encountered before. I allowed him to borrow money so he could buy some groceries for his daughter. We all get food stamps, I rarely run out before the end of the month so why not. The fridge is full, just when you get yours pay me back…not even in full. Just pick up some milk bread or eggs when I need them on your way to the store. No rush. Somewhere in between he comes in my apartment and puts his hands on me. I wanted to drop him like the karate kid, but I kept cool and pushed him away and told him to get out. If I would have taken him down instead of trying not to embarrass him tings might have gone differently and it would have been way clearer. And he never would have asked me for the money.
When I finally asked for some milk and bread almost a month later a few days before I received my Ebt, he started to say something but then the boys did something and I had to go in the house without hearing him. He never came to my door so I just waited. Two weeks go by and nothing. I ask again this time I need eggs too and something else. He ignores me. I tell my ex and he talks to my neighbor. Still nothing. Now at this point I don’t know what was said. Apparently the boys father told my neighbor not to talk to me. I’m like so the heck what, you still owe me money. So I wrote him a note and put it on his door. He ignores that too. I message him on Facebook and in his stupidity tells the neighbors I messaged him on Facebook I must want to have sex and some other bs. This is outside where I can hear him. Seriously, how do you go from one to the other? I must back track a bit. He kept alluding to the fact he thought I was attractive. Fine OK, thanks I am not interested. I was simply being polite he apparently has no idea what that means. Being polite is not flirting. Saying hello how are you is not asking you to sleep with me. He is not well versed in body language I always Step back in my own door when he got close I stepped back away. I had my arms crossed and spoke frankly at times I thought too blunt and borderline rude. He would tell me about his ex, and I babysat his daughter, he told me about his search for work. I thought he was trying to be friends. I never said I was looking for a boyfriend. There was a number of red flags, but I was trying to give him a chance. After all everyone is not raised te same way. Nope he went full blown crazy.
The day before I had this screaming match with this fool I was telling my other neighbor about the last free concert up the street. We were talking and I didn’t know she was getting a ride from this fool. She had set her phone and water bottle on the trunk of his car while we talked. Just as I was finishing the conversation another neighbor came out to give her something while she was asking her daughter above for her charger. I was unfolding the boys scooters for our walk when this fool drives off with the stuff on the trunk I guess he wanted to be nosey as we did walk away from the car. I didn’t know he was in there. So I yell “there is a water bottle on your car!” He keeps on driving turns around and parks across the street. Up Hill mind you. Thank goodness the stuff didn’t fall off. So before the blow up I am already frustrated because my oldest is walking really slow and acting as if he is so feeble and tired. I say hello to my downstairs neighbor I have a whole other issue with. Her problem with me is fictitious as well. But hey at least she spoke to me in passing. Anyway. He directs this question to her. “If I am shot laying on the ground and I don’t fuck with you, you should just walk by me and leave me alone, right?” I looked at her as she looked up at him on the balcony. I couldn’t ignore the blatant stupidity in reference to me. I said that is so stupid. If you are that stupid you deserve to be shot. And walked in the house to put my groceries away. I was fine but that idiot just kept on with his ignorance and I was already upset. I can remember half of what was said in between. It was so absurd. Oh he threatened to have his sister come beat me up because he doesn’t hit woman. Lmao seriously what was she beating me up for, being polite!? The next day a woman came to the community center where I was sitting in on my sons’ play rehearsal for their show today. She said she saw us arguing. I told he why and she laughed and said he tried to get some from her too. I know a lot of woman and this is the third intelligent woman who fell for a single man raising his daughter act and was thinking about it but is not going to do it. She said wow he is definitely not my type. If that was his sister too dang funny. Doubt she will be beating me up. I met this guy’s mother. Come on! He told me he had been to jail. Maybe there is something that messed him up there. The pint is my neighbors are not all right.
But I am Golden in my Jill Scott voice.