Re: Does anyone have any creepy neighbors?
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batshit crazy
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Date: September 16, 2013 08:02AM
Am I a "Creeper"? Wrote:
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> First of all, there's a girl who lives in my
> apartment complex. I first saw her about 1-2 years
> ago. Let's call her Ann because it's short. She's
> pretty attractive, I think. She lives with her
> boyfriend. I recognized her boyfriend from high
> school. I tried chatting with him and it turns out
> his older brother was in my graduating class. He
> seemed pretty stand-offish, though. Maybe he's
> just reserved and is awkward about strangers
> talking to him.
>
> Anyway, I quickly realized Ann walks to work like
> I do, and goes the same way I do, we just work at
> different times. Well, one time more than a year
> ago, I was at the deli in the local supermarket
> and saw her working there. It was about 10 pm and
> dark and raining. I figured she'd be walking home.
> I went over to her and said, "Hey, I recognize you
> from the apartments. It's dark and raining. You
> want a ride?" She declined, saying she still had
> to work an hour more.
>
> I know 2 other people who work there as well,
> pretty well. Sometimes in trying to make small
> talk with the cashiers, in trying to think of
> things to say, I think of things we have in
> common, so once in a while I'd mention the people
> who worked there that I knew, and I'd include Ann,
> clarifying that I didn't really know her, she just
> lived in my apartment complex. It was mainly a
> "small world" statement.
>
> Over the past 1-2 years, I've tried chatting with
> them a handful of times, mainly when I see them
> out chatting with other neighbors that I'm
> friendly with. Oddly, they usually seem to try to
> ignore me, yet the other neighbors include me in
> the conversation. For a while I've wondered what
> is up with them.
>
> One night I went into the supermarket to get
> flowers for my mom and there was only one lane
> open. Ann and her boyfriend were in the line. I
> set my flowers on the conveyor belt and stood
> there. Her boyfriend glanced over at me, then went
> back to joking with the cashier. Ann, however, who
> was closer to me, actually turned her whole body
> to face me and said, kinda boldly, "Hi, how's it
> going?" I said, "It's good." She then turned back
> to face the cashier. Then she noticed the flowers
> and said, "Look, he gets flowers. You never get me
> flowers." He just smiled and didn't say anything.
> Then they continued talking with the cashier. When
> they were done they just left and didn't say
> anything. I tried chatting with the cashier and he
> suddenly didn't seem talkative. Whatever.
>
> In the last couple months I've gotten food from
> the deli twice and she was the one to help me. I
> tried making small talk. The first time I said,
> "So did you guys get a new TV?" She said, "No..."
> and looked really awkward like I was being really
> creepy. Geez, I'm just trying to talk about
> anything most neighbors would. I said that I saw
> her boyfriend and his brother taking a huge box
> out to the dumpster the other night when I was
> taking the trash out and it appeared to be a TV.
> It was also Thanksgiving, so I thought maybe they
> got an early present or something. She said, "Oh,
> no, that was a washer. My boyfriend would like if
> we got a new TV, but our washer went out so we had
> to buy a new one." Then she was done making my
> food, so she said, "Well, see you later." Kinda
> short, but maybe her boss is really strict. The
> second time was right after Christmas. She was
> taking some items off a shelf. I asked if she had
> a good Christmas. She said she did. I mentioned my
> favorite present I got, which was a new pair of
> headphones. Said that was cool, then said, "Okay,
> well see you later."
>
> Well, recently I've created an alternate Facebook
> account, mainly so I don't have to worry about how
> all my really religious family will react to
> things. I added some friends I have and added
> their friends. I started adding people it
> recommended to me and Ann came up because we
> apparently had around 15 mutual friends. I added
> her as well. This was an inclusive account, after
> all. I told people who asked who I was that they
> didn't know me in real life and I was just trying
> to meet new people. I even posted a status update
> explaining it. Some removed me, most were cool
> with it.
>
> Ann accepted my request as well. As soon as she
> did, I saw a status update from her on my news
> feed complaining about how she was really upset
> because she had to work on her birthday and had to
> work until 7 when she rarely has to work past 2.
> Her boyfriend had made dinner reservations and she
> didn't know what they were going to do. I
> remembered how I recently had to work on my
> birthday and I was pretty upset about it as well.
> The next day her status wasn't on my news feed
> anymore and I saw that she was no longer my
> friend, and I couldn't see any of her updates
> because they were apparently set to friends-only.
> Meh, no big deal. She probably just realized she
> didn't know me.
>
> I had to go to Starbucks in the supermarket to use
> my "free coffee" coupon because it was about to
> expire. While there I mentioned how free coffee on
> your birthday was really cool, especially to make
> up for when people have to work on it. The barista
> said that she rarely has to work on hers since the
> supermarket is pretty good about letting you have
> it off. I remembered Ann's status update and said,
> "Hmm, well I know of someone who works here who
> has to work on their birthday and they even have
> to work late." She said, "That's weird. They
> probably don't know it's her birthday. I'm sure
> someone would switch with her if they did." Being
> the helpful, good-intentioned guy that I am, I
> went to the deli and saw she wasn't there. I asked
> the first person who came to help me if she knew
> it was Ann's birthday soon and she was scheduled
> to work a late shift that day. She said, "Oh, I
> don't know anything about that." I said, "Well,
> just thought I'd let someone know. Random acts of
> kindness and all." I started walking away feeling
> pretty good that I did something to make someone's
> birthday a much better day. I imagined the next
> time she worked, her co-workers saying, "Hey Ann,
> I didn't know your birthday was coming up! You
> want me to take that shift and you can have one of
> mine?" The person at the deli said, before I left,
> "Okay, well I'll let her know you came in and
> mentioned it, hon!" Uh, well okay. That wasn't
> what I was intending. I didn't do it to look good.
> Just an anonymous nice thing to do for someone. No
> thanks necessary on my part. How would she tell
> her, anyway? She doesn't know my name and this was
> my first time seeing the woman I spoke to. Well,
> whatever.
>
> A couple days later, I got a knock on my front
> door. It was Ann and her boyfriend. She wanted to
> talk to me outside. She then proceeded to chew me
> out, using an abundance of words like
> "inappropriate" and "awkward". During the whole
> conversation, her face was skewed in a way like I
> had broken into her house and vandalized the whole
> interior. She said it was completely inappropriate
> for me to come to her work and make a scene,
> complaining about her having to work late on her
> birthday and it was totally awkward for her. She
> said if she wanted to work on her birthday, that
> was up to her. She said that if her boyfriend had
> done that, there would be problems. But she
> doesn't even know me. She said we're not friends,
> we don't have long conversations, we just happen
> to live in the same apartment complex. She said I
> complained to several people and it's now a
> documented incident as if she had asked me to come
> in and complain on her behalf. I said I didn't
> mean to make a scene and didn't mean for it to
> turn out that way. She asked how I could not know
> that it would turn out that way. She also said
> that the whole time she's worked there she's had
> people talking about how I'm always talking about
> her. She wanted to know how many times I mentioned
> her name to people. The only time I ever mentioned
> her name was when I mentioned her birthday and I
> told her so. She didn't believe that for a second
> and said that that's not what she's been told.
> Well, then she's been told wrong, because I had
> only recently found out her name from her name
> tag. She said she's heard that I talk about her a
> lot.
>
> She also wanted to know how I knew that it was her
> birthday and that she even had to work late. I
> said that I had created a secondary Facebook
> account separate from some people I knew and added
> a bunch of people from the surrounding area that I
> didn't know. She was one of them. It said she had
> accepted the request and I saw her status update
> on my news feed. As soon as I said this, she made
> a priceless face. She looked in complete shock and
> horror, like she couldn't believe someone could
> possibly have the nerve to do such a thing. When
> she got her voice back, she said, still with her
> increasingly skewed-up face, "Don't... don't you
> think you probably shouldn't be doing that?" It's
> hard not to laugh thinking about it now. I told
> her that my sister has a similar account and I
> know others who do as well. She still didn't
> agree, but didn't want to argue about that. I said
> that I saw the guy's face on the profile picture
> and thought it was him at first, pointing to her
> boyfriend. He didn't respond at all. He just stood
> there behind her, looking off to his right the
> whole time. He barely looked at me. Even when I
> mentioned him, he turned his head a little and
> sideways looked at me, then looked back to his
> right.
>
> She then boldly demanded to know the name of the
> account. As if I had to tell her anything. But I'm
> nice and accommodating and didn't want to make the
> situation worse, so I told her. Now I wish I
> hadn't. She, lol, still with that face of
> disbelief like she found out everything she knows
> is wrong, said, "No, no, I don't know that name.
> No, that name's not on my friends list." I said,
> "Well, that's the name of it and I added you." She
> still insisted, "No, I don't know that name." Then
> she thought and said, "I remember that name, and I
> clicked deny." I said, "It said you accepted it."
> She said, "No, I don't accept anyone I don't know.
> I didn't accept that one." I said, "Hey, Facebook
> sent me a notification saying you accepted it. So
> whatever really happened, you were on my friends
> list for about a day and then disappeared, and in
> that time your status showed on my news feed." She
> was still in disbelief, but couldn't say anything
> else on it. She said, "Well, I don't want ANYTHING
> like this to happen again. I don't want to hear my
> name being mentioned by you at all. It all needs
> to stop, COMPLETELY." I said it would stop, but I
> really didn't mention her that much at all. I also
> didn't make a scene, I just said to her co-worker
> that it kinda sucked she had to work, in passing.
> She said, "Well, whatever your story is, it all
> needs to stop, completely. No more." I said it
> would stop and I didn't realize how much everyone
> talked about insignificant things there. She ended
> it, quickly putting her face back to normal and
> saying in a polite voice, "Well, have a good
> night," and they left.
>
> At first I was sorry and sad. I didn't know any of
> that would turn out that way and never meant to
> make someone feel that way. Then I was frustrated,
> and now I'm angry as well. Was all that necessary?
> She could have brought it up much sooner if this
> has been going on for so long, instead of just
> acting weird but keeping it to herself. I just
> thought she was weird all this time and was trying
> to figure out what was up. Is she just a bitch?
>
> So, last night I set my alternative Facebook
> profile to friends-only, forgetting that I have
> her brother on my friends list on there, and
> posted the following status update:
>
>
> If you regularly go to a store and a girl you
> recognize but don't really know works there and
> once in a while when chatting with cashiers
> mention that you know some people who work there,
> including her, does that make you a creep?
>
> And if for some reason all the workers decide to
> gossip about everything that anyone says and it
> gets back to her in a way to where it sounds like
> you're talking about her all the time, and she
> confronts you on the sidewalk and chews you out
> for it and says that it needs to stop completely,
> does that make her a bitch?
> 2 hours later I got a comment from her brother
> saying, "U better not be talking about my sister
> bro. Because tht will be a big mistake".
>
> lol, apparently word gets around. I got some other
> comments from people that were actually helpful,
> so that was nice. The general opinion seems to be
> that it was a misunderstanding on both ends.
>
> But it still bugs me. I feel anger well up in me
> whenever I see them now. I entertain thoughts of
> chucking a huge rock at their car or windows or
> slashing tires. Obviously those would be overboard
> and there would be no doubt as to who did it.
>
> ARGH!
the guy that lived in our house before us, moved in next door.
he was a FREAK. before we moved in, and before he moved out of this house, he punched holes in all the walls and cabinets and broke a few windows.
when he moved in next door, we found out that he is a registered sex offender (repeat offence pedophile) wtf! welive across the street from a jr high! he would sit outside all day, and garden and stare at everyone walking down the street. my dad wouldn't let me my sister, or bro outside at all, unless he was out there with his taser and handcuffs.
and then he tried to kill himself, and eventually moved out, and we got a really nice asian couple, then they were forclosed on, some teacher lady that loved to pick through trash cans moved it, and now we have a really nice older couple, and the man loves to rake leaves.... our whole street never has a leaf in the street, and his lawn is always leaf-less.
oh, and the people that live behind us have a little rottweiler mix, whole barks all the fucking time... and drives me, my dad, and our two dogs crazy.