Hi, I haven't made a thread in a really long time. I thought this story was one that the CC would appreciate:
So, my friend is coming over to my house. I'm supposed to be there before him, but the kid I'm babysitting has someone picking him up, who is running late.
After he FINALLY gets there and picks up the kid, I start to walk back home, when suddenly a car pulls over next to me, the lady in front shouting, 'HEY, LAUREL!'
I look over, and there is my ex-neighbor, Tiffany, a middle-aged lady who is extremely eccentric, loud, and has no shame. She is ecstatic to see me, and I can't really return the feelings. So she says to me: 'I was just at your house, I knocked on the door a bunch but no one was home... I need your mom to call me later, so I gave my number to this cute boy on your porch.' WAT I stand there in shock, hoping she fully explained to my poor friend that this number is meant for my mother. She tells me to remind her to call and speeds off. I walk the rest of the way home with my face in my palm.
I get to my house, quite later than I had expected to. My friend is sitting in the middle of the yard in a lawnchair he dragged off the porch, looking absolutely confused. First thing he says to me: 'You're really late and I think some lady wants me.'
Apparently, she didn't bother to explain. Just shoved a piece of paper with her number on it into his hand. Oh, god, Tiffany... WHY?
Ahahaha I love how your friend said "..and I think some lady wants me." I like your ex-neighbor. Eccentric people with no shame are fun to be around.
Yeah, she's fun enough to be around, in moderation. But she gets really annoying quickly. @
Oh god, explaining this to him was the worst. "See, I used to have a completely crazy neighbor..."
lmao. That story just made my day!
Oh gosh. She sounds like my best friend. I had to spend a week with her and her intense peppiness and I just about died. XD I can't handle people like that for very long.
LOL. That's really amusing. Poor guy, he sounds traumatised.
Yeah, I had to console him. ]: And it was the first time I've seen him since school ended... so it was like, wow, I really didn't need to reunite with you over crazy lady's phone number.
And I really mean it, she is crazy. She went to jail while we were still neighbors. FOR BEATING HER HUSBAND.
And when she got back, she came over just to tell us how good the jail food was. Apparently, they have bitchin tacos.
nice story I lol'd xD
your old neighbor sounds like a cool person I hope I don't go to jail though, I hate tacos :(
8D I feel for your friend... I totally picture him standing there completly stunned by this... eccentric women and then she shoves a paper in his hand with her phonenumber and runs off... 8D
Just imagining that has made me at least ten times happier. Thanks. c:
... J-JAIL TACOS?
i can haz jail tacos?