I may end up dumping a massive water balloon on my lunatic neighbor.
They've been blasting One World by Bob Marley.
Don't read past here if you don't want a kinda pathetic, kinda stupid story.
Ok, quick story (because I'm too irritated to tell the whole thing)
Parents screwed up, left their (above 18- won't say age because, let's face it, chronological age is not a relatively correct assumption of maturity) son by himself in our city while his brother, sister, mother and father all moved to different areas. Mother is in Charlotte, dad is in Pennsylvania, sis is now living in Charlotte (has a kid) and bro is now back in Greensboro. But, kid is too stubborn to move in with them after his car broke down and quit his job becauseeeee: GIRLFRIEND CAN'T COME. *head desk* Ends up begging (and I stress the beg part) for food and money to supposedly get a place to live. Winds up selling everything from his childhood (a personal heartbreaker for me), then has to give up his dog (ok, shatters what's left of my heart), and then, ladies and gents- they get caught buying beer when they are accepting $100 in groceries a week! Now, they aren't paying rent, utilities, anything- but they have the cash to buy beer. I've been giving my spare time to help these-UGGG. Anyways, that's part of the reason I haven't been updating much. Sorry.
Step dad went out of his way to get the brat a job, refused to take it after they drove 2 hours each way to get him to the damn job. (He was going to move down there, anyways-)
Anyway, girlfriend is the big problem. Apparently (because her story changes each time you talk to her) she's been in basic training, was let go (now I'm thinking discharged for being a nutjob), EMS training (flunked out), and has the worst time holding onto things while swinging between emotions faster than a rocket powered pendulum.
Son's just lazy. He used to be a good kid. Now, I just don't know.
All this (and more that I can't even calm down enough to write) has been ok so far. They are losing the house to foreclosure on the 22nd this month. Just a few more days, right?
They got into an innocent conversation with my neighbor, and told her they went to a 'black church' (their words, not mine, but essential to the story). So our neighbor, in full awkward conversation mode, said the standard 'Oh, that's different'. If you know her, that's kinda how she exits a conversation she isn't comfortable with.
So, weeks go by after this conversation happens- nobody seems to have an issue.
Saturday, she comes over when we aren't around (Ikea was fun though). The girlfriend's name is T and the son is M. Our rather innocent neighbor is D. T doesn't talk to D one on one this round, but she starts taking stickers off a bench D got at a yard sale. After a few minutes, she turns to M and asks 'Well, aren't you gonna ask her?!'. M asks D why she hates black people. Short explanation: its all from this conversation about the church they grew up in months ago. After this woman has given them food, rides, money, yard sale stuff- they turn on her. Call her a racist, and now, are blasting that damn song over and over. It made its way through my sound proof windows (we have planes nearby. it makes it nicer). When we went for a walk, other neighbors were coming out to yell at them. I think someone threatened to call the cops. The neighborhood is done with them. T is 22 and clueless, M is older. I can safely say I have never met someone as rude as her.
Well, I hope I at least made your day a little better by telling you this wacky tale. Back into my caterpillar suit. *zips*