Sylvan
March 16th, 2004, 07:10 PM
:strike: So there's this lady that lives three houses down from me. I hadn't ever seen or heard of her till this past Halloween when all the other neighbors threw a party on the circle in the middle of the cul-de-sac and she wasn't invited- she was "the crazy lady".
They all told me how she left snacks for their kids on her front step (juices and open bags of candy corn and sandwiches and Little Debbies), how she offered to take their kids to the library on Wednesdays, how she used to have a boyfriend but he mysteriously disappeared about the same time she moved her crushed-stone driveway to the left and buried "things" while doing so, how she parks her car in the back yard on top of the septic, and how when the people across the street were having loam delivered, she was out in the street on her hands and knees brushing the dirt back to "their side" of the street... How lucky I was not to have met her yet...
And then she came over to use the phone one day when I was still at work.
She's got problems. She has no job, her car is dead, and her son lives out on Cape Cod. She uses our phone to try and get government assistance because she can't buy food, or pay for heat, or use electricity... She's in her 50's and living alone, and whoever she's been talking to have been jerking her around left and right. "Send us your Social Security card." She doesn't have one, so she sends a copy of her Social Security statement she gets every month. "We can't accept this, all but the last four numbers have been crossed out." And she didn't cross them out. She sends it again. Crossed out again. It's insanity.
So she might finally have everything lined up. But now she needs a ride half an hour away into town tomorrow morning, and she doesn't want to ask the other neighbor who she's also been using their phone, because she's had them drive her too many times already... Can I bring her tomorrow? :wtf:
I have to work.
Can hubby bring her? :wtf:
He's at work right now, won't be home till 2:30am. If I send him a text on his cell phone, he may not see it or answer back until like 11pm. He never does the same thing twice in the mornings, so I can't tell her yes or no if he'll even be awake at 10am to take her to town.
She's talked of selling her house... honestly, I hope that day comes soon. She can get at least twice what she paid for it (semi-new development, real estate prices have skyrocketed recently), and it's paid up now, so all she has to worry about is finding a place she can afford (good luck in this town!) where the taxes are low.
She made us sugar cookies the other day, as a thank you. Do you trust the baked goods of a person who has no heat, and so more than likely skimps on showering and/or handwashing? :sick: Hubby and his mom tested them the other day, said they were "tough" but if you microwaved them, they were halfway edible... But that's as many as got eaten-he tossed them today with the weekly trash.
Am I some kind of evil ogre, to not want to have to deal with her? :imout: I don't want to know that she hasn't had a pap smear in so long she can't remember the last time, I don't want to know that she has high blood pressure, I don't want to know how evil the government and local healthcare has been to her.... I just want to sit quiet in my house.... :fpatricks
They all told me how she left snacks for their kids on her front step (juices and open bags of candy corn and sandwiches and Little Debbies), how she offered to take their kids to the library on Wednesdays, how she used to have a boyfriend but he mysteriously disappeared about the same time she moved her crushed-stone driveway to the left and buried "things" while doing so, how she parks her car in the back yard on top of the septic, and how when the people across the street were having loam delivered, she was out in the street on her hands and knees brushing the dirt back to "their side" of the street... How lucky I was not to have met her yet...
And then she came over to use the phone one day when I was still at work.
She's got problems. She has no job, her car is dead, and her son lives out on Cape Cod. She uses our phone to try and get government assistance because she can't buy food, or pay for heat, or use electricity... She's in her 50's and living alone, and whoever she's been talking to have been jerking her around left and right. "Send us your Social Security card." She doesn't have one, so she sends a copy of her Social Security statement she gets every month. "We can't accept this, all but the last four numbers have been crossed out." And she didn't cross them out. She sends it again. Crossed out again. It's insanity.
So she might finally have everything lined up. But now she needs a ride half an hour away into town tomorrow morning, and she doesn't want to ask the other neighbor who she's also been using their phone, because she's had them drive her too many times already... Can I bring her tomorrow? :wtf:
I have to work.
Can hubby bring her? :wtf:
He's at work right now, won't be home till 2:30am. If I send him a text on his cell phone, he may not see it or answer back until like 11pm. He never does the same thing twice in the mornings, so I can't tell her yes or no if he'll even be awake at 10am to take her to town.
She's talked of selling her house... honestly, I hope that day comes soon. She can get at least twice what she paid for it (semi-new development, real estate prices have skyrocketed recently), and it's paid up now, so all she has to worry about is finding a place she can afford (good luck in this town!) where the taxes are low.
She made us sugar cookies the other day, as a thank you. Do you trust the baked goods of a person who has no heat, and so more than likely skimps on showering and/or handwashing? :sick: Hubby and his mom tested them the other day, said they were "tough" but if you microwaved them, they were halfway edible... But that's as many as got eaten-he tossed them today with the weekly trash.
Am I some kind of evil ogre, to not want to have to deal with her? :imout: I don't want to know that she hasn't had a pap smear in so long she can't remember the last time, I don't want to know that she has high blood pressure, I don't want to know how evil the government and local healthcare has been to her.... I just want to sit quiet in my house.... :fpatricks