Crazy Neighbor
I'm sure I've posted something about my crazy neighbor before. He is a Vietnam Vet with PTSD, two types of cancer, an enlarged heart, bad knees and addiction to Fox News.
I haul his groceries for him (which he buys waaaay too much of) constantly and every so often I sit over at his place and drink a beer and listen to him vent about his mountain of troubles.
His kids won't talk to him, he's broke, his wife's alzheimers is getting worse, etc.
It is a drain, but I have put up with it because he doesn't have anyone else. But I'm sick of him calling all the time to bitch or to ask me to do something for him. I've been wishing the cancer would finish him off for quite some time now.
Last night I went over to his place and he started fuming about how the country is headed for Civil War and how "that fucking Nigger" was the root of all of our problems.
I stormed out.
This morning I left this on his doorstep:
I no longer wish to be your errand boy. I don't want to know what's on TV. I don't want to hear about your latest argument with someone and I certainly do not want to haul any more of your groceries.
Don't call.
Don't knock.
Don't try to apologize, I don't want to hear it.
Goodbye.
-Sean
He is unstable and armed and lives across the hall from me. I am posting this here for public record should this looney try anything.
As soon as I gather enough money for a down payment on a house, I am moving - but I won't be forced into a quick/bad move by this asshole.
__________________
"Little, vicious minds abound with anger and revenge, and are incapable of feeling the pleasure of forgiving their enemies."
Earl of Chesterfield
"A man that studieth revenge keeps his own wounds green, which otherwise would heal and do well."
Francis Bacon
|