Before I begin this blog, I must admit that I was mistaken about my neighbor. It turns out that it wasn’t him yelling and carrying on a while back. It was his roommate! Although in my defense, their voices actually do sound a lot alike. Oh, but I still don’t like that guy. Even though he wasn’t the one yelling and screaming, he was smoking a cigarette outside today and that of course, always pisses me off.
In order for this post to make sense, I should tell you about my neighbor’s roommate. I’m not sure if I have mentioned him because I don’t see him all that often. It used to be that there were two guys that lived upstairs, but one of the guys moved out (probably with his girlfriend) and thus, the manchild neighbor needed help paying rent.
One day, maybe about a couple of months ago, a mysterious bike appeared under the stairs. Now, part of this area connects to MY patio, but since I don’t keep my bike there (I keep it inside), I decided that I did not have a problem with this.
At first, I thought the bike was my neighbor’s, but then one day, I saw this strange guy getting on it and leaving, so that was when I realized my neighbor had a new roommate. Actually, my first impression of the roommate was that he was a homeless man. His hair is gray, long, and he had this dirty looking backpack. He just had this strange kind of desperate look about him. And I thought to myself that perhaps he had just locked his bike under there, but then when I realized he was actually going up and down the stairs, I realized he was in fact living there.
I don’t see this guy often at all, though his bike is almost always there. And I’ve never seen him in person. I’ve only spied on him through the window. I have, of course, heard him speaking. It’s surprising that his voice could sound so similar to my neighbor’s, but it does a little bit.
Anyway, back to today. So I come home from the grocery store and see my neighbor with his old roommate and they were outside smoking in front of my door, which of course pissed me off, but I digress.
So I go inside and come back out, holding my breath mind you, and get the rest of my groceries out of my car. When I come back, I am surprised to see two police officers there and the guys talking to them. I thought…okay…this is odd. Why are the cops here?
I only caught bits and pieces of the conversation, but from what I gather, my neighbor was stuck paying for a two bedroom, two bath and needed help paying rent. I don’t know where he got this roommate from, but at this point, he was regretting it. Apparently the guy was not paying his bill.
I also heard the word “psychotic” being thrown around. Which made me think of the yelling incident! It really did sound like someone had just completely lost it that night. It HAD to have been HIM!
So then, once I was inside, of course I stood by the door and listened for a few more moments. They were standing right outside so I could hear them. My neighbor was saying he was sorry he had to get them involved and that he was going to have to speak to the apartment complex about this. But from what I gather, they “can’t really do anything about this until Monday”. I also heard them talking about getting this eviction process expedited.
Whoa. This guy must really be bad news if my annoying neighbor is annoyed by him! I’m just glad I haven’t really had much contact with him. You know, especially since he’s psychotic and all…