Happy Friday peeps! Today’s post is a bit largely off topic*, but who cares? I do what I want!
When I moved back to my home town my roommate and I chose to live in an apartment community that we thought was relatively nice (for an apartment community) and safe. We got all moved in and had a few months of quiet enjoyment. The neighbors surrounding us at this time consisted of an elderly couple below (we were loud to them), the family with 17 kids next door (they were loud to us), and some assortment of nice random people in the building across the parking lot we shared.
Then things started changing.
The 17 kid having family moved out and some young dudes moved in (still loud, but at least they are eye candy). The old folks also moved out and I have no idea who is in there now. I think the new people are hermits because I have never seen them. I am Gladys Kravitz don’t you know? Also, the randoms across the way got replaced with what I am pretty sure are drug dealing pimps and prostitutes.
One morning while I was getting into my car a very odd looking woman came out from across the way. She could have been 30 or 80. It was hard to tell. Her hair was like a black rooted-blonde bird’s nest. Her outfit was a cross between pajamas and stripper wear. She was sobbing Tammy Faye Bakker-style and chasing a man to his car. He ignored her and sped off in the Hummer that is/was always double parked. She kept repeating, “I just want someone to pay attention to me! I just want someone to pay attention to me!” I kid you not. Over and over and over. It was a train wreck.
Another time I saw the same dude walking down the street. In a very nice outfit. He didn’t look like he was out for a fitness walk. It was odd. Sometimes I see him with other men or odd looking couples. All at various times of the day and night. At night I am usually peering out my window like the nosey neighbor that I am.
And yet another time my roommate mentioned that he had seen the same bird’s nest hair 30/80-year-old woman screaming to the Hummer driving man, “Tell me you love me! You never say it! Say it!” This was also at about 7:30 in the morning.
I even saw that same woman invite a very obviously creeped out young hottie, from next door, over!
This is when my casually watching the neighborhood turned into a scene from The Burbs. I became completely obsessed with what was going on over there. Part of it was a concern for safety, I mean, there are lots of children in the neighborhood. And I don’t need a live action pimps and hoes party going down 20 feet from my doorstep. Of course a big part of it was and is, just plain curiosity.
All of my Kravitz-ing and Tom Hanks-ing turned ugly yesterday when I got home a saw a syringe in the parking lot. Hell-to-the-no. Sure, someone could have diabetes or are giving themselves hormone injections. But somehow I doubt it. My roommate agrees.
I called the office at the complex and the leasing agent came out immediately.
Me: “Thanks for coming to get that. I am not sure if anyone has said anything to you all, but there is some weird shit going on across the way.” Head nod toward suscpicious apartment.
Leasing Agent: “Oh, we have had calls and are trying to take care of the situation.”
Me: “Oh thank God I thought I was the only one who noticed.”
Needless to say it’s really quite sad. I feel sorry for people with addictions. I know how difficult they are to overcome. I think these people need to get some help. On the one hand, I don’t want to watch anyone self destruct or harm themselves or others.
On the other hand, get the hell out of my neighborhood!
*Have a great weekend and best of luck on your long runs! I’ve got an 18 miler on deck tomorrow.
YIKES! I hope they are taking action… you definitely don't need that sh*t in your neighborhood. :/
Good for you for taking the step and reporting what you found. Many people would just blow it off, but the situation while harmless now could easily turn into something bigger.
Good job Gladys. Now's the time to start searching for anothe MTV Crib!
I am surprised you guys made it through such a long post! Thanks!
OMG! Freaking crazy! But, I'm not going to lie. I'd totally love watching that crap. ha.
that sucks. Unfortunately, I speak from experience. My wife and I blew the whistle on what turned out to be a meth "distribution center" next door. We arrived to our house one evening with a SWAT team on their roof and 3…..3 drug sniffing dogs in their backyard. They came up with $6000 in cash, meth, and a boatload of drugs.
I kid you not.
LOL! Gladys! The Burbs! Love it! Glad they're going to do something bout that! ugh!
Hope they get their act together and do something about it!
If not, you can always save the money from cable and watch the drama right there for free.
Do it Kristin style and just call the cops a lot. Ah ha ha
Poor 30/80 year old-birdnest-hair-crackhead-lady. Just when she was "movin' on up" from "West Side" (Nebraska), now she'll have to move.
Just joking. I can so totally see you peepin' out your window, Gladys. You gotta do something to your hair though. I nice bun will work.
And don't forget…"Crack is wack!!"
Ah, the hummer, a sign of sure classiness 😐
I do hope the people will get their act together and grow up.
All the best and a great (and peaceful) weekend
But I just need to know…have you started calling your roomie "Abner!!!"…?
(Hope that sitch gets resolved soon, and good luck on the 18 miler, you crazy, crazy woman.)
Hahaha – isn't it weird how a good neighbourhood can take such a weird turn!! We had some weirdo's living across from us, but we never realized JUST how weird they were till the police came knocking on our door about 2 weeks ago asking about them cuz they disappeared!!
Wow. You're screwed!
With all the pimp-ho-pusher-addict action going on in your complex you are probably the only one who's straight.
Since thugs don't snitch on thugs they will naturally assume you narked when one of them goes to the slammer.
You better keep your running shoes on, darl'in.
eeeek, yikes! that sure was the appropriate time to drop the hammer on the antics going on over there!!!! keep us posted!
well, poop! that's not a reassuring thing to find in the parking lot!!
Wow…that's stressful. Good luck on your 18 miler tomorrow. YOU GO GIRL! I start training for my half marathon on Monday…Have a fab weekend!
yikes, kudos to you for reporting it, and hope it gets taken care of asap. have a great weekend!
haha. very interesting! well, to an extent. once it crosses the line – get out! entertaining and humorous is one thing, but psycho and dangerous neighbors are unnecessary. hope things get straightened out in the bob 'hood.
Okay, that's just CRAZY. I once found a needle at my neighborhood park – where KIDS play. No good. Be careful!!
um yeah – – and we actually went to a party at your place – – no more! (until you get that crap cleaned up – LOL!)
Hey,Take care ok.
Be aware your surrounding!!