Dealing with other people
So, I’m sitting here minding my own business when there is a ring at my door.
It’s the crazy woman who lives above me.
The same crazy woman that has sent the police here twice due to noise issues, might I add the only times this has ever happened to either me or my roommate.
The same crazy woman whose pipes leaked gross water all over my apartment TWICE in the past 2 weeks.
The same crazy woman who stomps around her apartment all day and night rattling my windows.
The same crazy woman whose son came down here at 4pm on Thurday afternoon to tell me rudely that I needed to turn my music down so he could ‘study’. Because, of course, the world revolves around him.
So I get a ring at my door a few minutes ago, and unbeknownst to me (but knownst to me now) there she is. I had never actually met her before, I hope to never meet her again, she scares me.
She is here to ask me about some truck and do I own it. For reasons that I do not understand or care about. We proceed to have a 5 minute conversation about how run down the building is, how squatters live around our pool apparantly, and about how she hates gay people.
None of this did I ask for. Not only that, but she point blank asks me if I am gay, and then makes some comment about how me and my roommate are living gay together. She also asks me about what I drive, and stupidly I tell her, and she says, ‘well my car is more expensive than yours’. You know, because I give a fuck.
Having now finally met my cracked out upstairs neighbor and her rude as fuck son, I can now safely be rude to both from this second forward. I don’t like them, I do not wish to get to know them further, I never want to have to deal with them again. Sadly, why do I think that is totally out of my hands?