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5TH BLACKOUT: VERY UN-NEIGHBORLY BEHAVIOR
Oh man. Oh man o man o man. This crap has crossed over into like a whole other realm or something now. I'm watching South Park and there's this POUNDING on the door, like it's the FBI or something. I bolt up and look through the peephole and it's the fat dude with the beard from across the way and he looks PISSED, so I say through the door, can I help you. He says, "You better open this goddam door right now before I call the police, you little son of a bitch!" Well, as pissed as this dude is, opening the door is about the last thing I wanna do right now, but I also don't really want the cops showing up, and I KNOW Jeremy doesn't, so...
I put the chain on the door and open slowly, bracing for it to get kicked in or something, and he starts in with who do you think you are, my wife's been crying all night and why don't you try a move like that with me, tough guy, and I'm like whoa, slow down sir, I don't know what you're talking about. But this just seemed to piss him off even more. He's got his foot in the door so I can't close it.
I figure arguing isn't really going to help me with this guy, so I just start apologizing like crazy like I did with Pete. I tell him I have a medical condition and have these episodes from time to time. I guess somehow I thought he would buy it better if I used the word "episodes". At first he sort of laughs, like I'm totally feeding him a load. I don't want him to call the cops, so I tell him my doctor just gave me some new medicine and it won't happen again, please please don't call the cops. He says it better not, medical condition or not, he's gonna take my head off if I even go near his wife again. He finally pulls his foot out of the door and goes stomping off. I'm shaking like a leaf.
Now I feel like I literally can't even go out to get the mail or anything, or I'm gonna get my ass kicked. This SUUUUUUCKS!
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Posted by beta-7 at April 16, 2003 11:23 PM
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