It's been peaceful and quiet around here for the past week or so. (Kind of like in the country). Until, this morning, Rrrring, (look @ caller i.d.: neighbor's mom) rrring, (and I think: NOT AGAIN!) rrring, Rrring. (Answering machine picks up after four rings). It's the neighbor herself calling from her mom's. Her bomb-of-a-car broke down and she's stuck in the next-town-over at her mom's and two of her kids (15 year-old & 5 year-old) are home alone and could I please go over there to let them know. So, being the kind and gracious neighbor that I am, not to mention, decisive person that I know, immediately call my husband.
Jen: (Tell him about message). What do I do?
Mark: I don't know.
Jen: Do I go over there to tell them or pretend this never happened?
Mark: I don't care.
Jen: Yeah, but I feel kind of bad. How else will they know? Should I call her back, being a mom myself, and let her know that I will tell them so she doesn't have to worry?
Mark: I don't care.
Jen: I don't know what to do! I don't want to go through this whole phone thing again but...
Mark: I don't care. Do whatever you want.
So, I get off the phone, call the neighbor back. Run next door, tell the kids. The end.
Not so fast. A few hours later, neighbor calls again. Could I please let her kids know that she is trying the best she can to get home and that mechanic said it's not worth putting a dime into the car and she will proceed to drive it home. (And, I'm sure, get stuck on the side of the road, in which case, she will proceed to call me to come & pick her up). (See comments).
Aaaaand It GeTS BeTTeR!
4:40 p.m.
Knock, knock, knock.
She's at my door: Do you have a roll of toilet paper I can borrow? I need to run to the store.
Me (thinking: You've GOT to be kidding!): No. I'm sorry I only have one roll left myself. (I have four).
So, She begs: Do you think I could just borrow a couple of sheets? Austin REALLY has to go #2 and I'm all out.
I look up to see him doing a jig by their door!
Me: Okay, hang on a sec. (And I come back with a handful).
All the while, Sara's on the phone with me and could hear every bit of this exchange through my headset. (She was laughing).
BTW her mom was ReALly concerned about her. She just called, three hours later (after neighbor LEFT her house), to see if she made it home...And to see if she could talk to her but I just so "happened" to be "on the phone with a relative - long distance". (A total lie).
Aaaaand
She told me she's getting evicted and doesn't know where she's going to live. (Not feeling sorry anymore...) She was "supposedly" moving three weeks ago. She said she's not feeling motivated to move because she doesn't have a place to go. (Sure don't blame the landlord if he's not getting rent. I mean she doesn't EVEN have any toilet paper!) Her kids are supposedly enrolled in school in the town that her mom lives. And she was supposed to be trading her bomber car (which barely ran, doesn't anymore) & minivan (doesn't run) for another car. She said dealer changed their minds. (What she failed to mention is that they took a look at the two she had and changed their minds. Most people wouldn't trade "something for nothing", as the one they had actually ran).
My only concern, when she moves out, is that the place could turn into a bachelor pad or party place. That would be worse than this! See. I'm looking on the bright side. It could always be worse.
Friday, April 20, 2007
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Oh my goodness! This is ridiculous!! You should probably put your foot down and tell the lady you have your own life and your own problems and have her call the other neighbor from now on!
I know!
She just called again and asked if I could let her daughter know that she's on her way and should be home in 20 and if she isn't, to have her start finding someone to come look for her. I absolutely DID NOT volunteer to find her. Yet, I'm the one sitting here watching the clock to see if she makes it. (NOW THAT IS RIDICULOUS of me.) I can't help myself.
Oh thank goodness! She JUST pulled in the driveway. (I promise to put my foot down if they need the phone again). I did consider this particular little incident an "emergency" of sorts.
I'm really good at putting my foot down! SHE HAS MY PHONE again. She just came to borrow it to call some mechanics!?? Aaaaand she just said it wasn't worth fixing... (Can YOU come over to my house & tell her to find a new neighbor?!)
Jennifer, Jennifer, Jennifer....you can give the lady my phone number and I will shake her off!!!! Geez, she is never going to move when she has such a gracious neighbor right next door to her. This is getting past the point of ridiculous!
Guess the mechanic calls were in regards to the minivan and not the car...
wowee, remind me never to get involved with strangers...
I am sorry, but these people are ridiculuous. I think that a bachelor pad would be better than this. A total party place probably not, but remember you can always anonomously call the poilce to come settle the place down. QUIT being the GRACIOUS neighbor, they are not worth your time.
I can't wait til she asks to move in whith you guys. Just think, she could use the phone any time without asking!
I thought the SAME thing when she said she had no place to go. (I almost wonder if she would, if our place was bigger). LOL
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