Who needs reality TV when you can have real life…
Neighbors of mine seems to have had serious relationships issues for a while but today it really escalated – and it has all taken place in our lift lobby. It started off this morning when I was waiting for the lift…could hear the woman of the house yelling at the man, calling him a loser and a few more well chosen words (slightly better than last time though as she then said something in the lines of “I killed my brother and got away with it and I can do the same with you”…). Thinking nothing more of it, I went off to work.
Coming back home this evening, it continued. She ran out of the house, yelling and screaming as per usual and off she went. 20 minutes later she is back and starts pounding on the door. Apparently he has locked her out. She is furious and starts screaming that he has someone in the house, demanding to know who it is. Needless to say he didn’t answer. She gets even madder and decides to call the police. While she waits she is rambling to herself, alternating with screaming at him through the door. Still he doesn’t open (big surprise there!). She then starts yelling things that are not made for print. Police arrives. She screams a bit more. Demands to get in to get her stuff. Telling the police he has thrown her out the window at one occasion (we live on the 16ht floor…don’t think she would be standing up if that was entirely true), smashed her glasses, stolen her money etc. etc. One of the police men finally get to go in to speak to the man, when coming back out he seems to have a little less sympathy with the woman. She ends up having a bit of argument with them. Not a smart move. Even less smart is then saying she will kill the man. At this point I can’t help but start giggling a bit. She is rather entertaining.
To cut a long story short. She seems to have decided to move out. Has some bags packed and is escorted out by the police. Her parting words – “Sorry neighbors, don’t be friends with him, he is a bad man. He doesn’t want me. He wants men. He is gay”. This is where I start to laugh. Quietly though as she is a tad bit scary. And I do value my life.
I don’t think we’ve seen the end of this story but fingers crossed we get some peace and quiet around here.
At least for a while.
