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I'm not talking about my complex or even my building. I'm talking about a particular unit. In the 8 years I've been here I've seen many tenants move in and out and some notables are:
--The kid who barreled his chubby self over the fence surrounding the patio to get in the house, instead of going through the door. He also one time stood outside and aimed his laser at the sky, other apartments, people, whatever.
--The tenants whose friends were found to be running and screaming like little kids on the lawn at 2:00 am.
--The lady and her daughter, whose name I recognized from insurance paperwork. She had literally driven her car into mine in the next lane in the mall circle and then her name showed up on one of the mail boxes.
Well, there's someone new in there as of a week ago, I guess. I don't really know. I haven't even really seen them. Sunday night I had 5 loads laundry and I have to go downstairs and across to the other building to wash them. I was basically running up and down the stairs because I was trying to get it done before Tuesday.
I had literally just stepped out my door and gone down maybe 3 steps when this new neighbor woman, who was at the end of her patio furthest from me and cloaked in shadow (it was dark out) suddenly said "Hi! How's it going??" as if she knew me and we ran into each other in the store. I mean, it was a voice coming out of the dark; I didn't even know a person was there. I was so startled that I'm surprised I didn't lose my footing. That's like surprising someone on a ladder. You just don't do that. I threw out some platitude in passing and kept on going.
The weird thing is that now that I think about it, it feels like deja vu. I'm 90% sure this has happened with a former neighbor in that same apartment. It gives me the creeps. Maybe when that unit is empty I should move down there so there will be a normal person in there. Also, I'd have a couple less neighbors attached to me, as it's on the end.
--The kid who barreled his chubby self over the fence surrounding the patio to get in the house, instead of going through the door. He also one time stood outside and aimed his laser at the sky, other apartments, people, whatever.
--The tenants whose friends were found to be running and screaming like little kids on the lawn at 2:00 am.
--The lady and her daughter, whose name I recognized from insurance paperwork. She had literally driven her car into mine in the next lane in the mall circle and then her name showed up on one of the mail boxes.
Well, there's someone new in there as of a week ago, I guess. I don't really know. I haven't even really seen them. Sunday night I had 5 loads laundry and I have to go downstairs and across to the other building to wash them. I was basically running up and down the stairs because I was trying to get it done before Tuesday.
I had literally just stepped out my door and gone down maybe 3 steps when this new neighbor woman, who was at the end of her patio furthest from me and cloaked in shadow (it was dark out) suddenly said "Hi! How's it going??" as if she knew me and we ran into each other in the store. I mean, it was a voice coming out of the dark; I didn't even know a person was there. I was so startled that I'm surprised I didn't lose my footing. That's like surprising someone on a ladder. You just don't do that. I threw out some platitude in passing and kept on going.
The weird thing is that now that I think about it, it feels like deja vu. I'm 90% sure this has happened with a former neighbor in that same apartment. It gives me the creeps. Maybe when that unit is empty I should move down there so there will be a normal person in there. Also, I'd have a couple less neighbors attached to me, as it's on the end.
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