My downstairs neighbor Laura is quite a character. She hates Oakland and is VERY bitter about having to move here because her husband was accepted to Berkeley. She has a pleasant enough demeanor but hehind those hazel eyes I sense a very angry woman.
Suneal can't stand her. Mostly because Suneal is a positive guy with a positive attitude and negative attitudes are just not his deal. I don't really mind her - -- except that she wants to be my new best friend. She is "so glad that nice people moved in upstairs" and is very confused by Victoria in Apt #2 who "used to be so friendly but lately seems too busy to talk".
Oh Brother.
The worst part about living in a creaky apartment with hard wood floors and squeaky pipes is that our downstairs neighbors can hear what we're up to. Normally this wouldn't bother me so much, except that it makes lying about not being home very impossible. For those of you who know me and my proclivity to social lying, this situation is very frustrating.
Laura came up the other day and asked if I wanted to hang out. I said, while still in my pajamas, "Oh, you know, I'm on my way out." So she smiled and said, "Well, some other time then" and returned to her apartment. That left me with no option but to leave my apartment and find something to do because otherwise she would know I was a liar.
Does anyone know where I can get those footsie slips Mark Wahlberg used at the end of The Departed??
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Well, unless you want those booties because you are planning on killing her like Mark Wahlberg in The Departed, you're better off just wearing those slipper-socks from Bpoon.
We should come up with a list of excuses for you to use so you never use the same excuse twice. I'll start: "Stay away- I'm sick and I don't want to infect you!" That one's good for a week!
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