Today I am thankful that I can work as much as I want and stay away from the house.
I made the mistake of coming home before 5:00. I had a hypnosis client and went shopping.
I wore my fake wedding ring and realized that it is a stupid thing to do. More men flirt with you when you wear those.
I'm not sure why.
Oh my....
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I walked in the door and my home phone rang.
No one calls my home phone except the heavy breather and my ex's collection agencies.
I only keep the number because....don't laugh.....because the digits are an ancient spell to contact a djinn...consisting of the numerals 2468.. Those are the digits in my phone number (some of them are repeated). I'm not going to give you the order of the numbers because then you'll know my phone number.
I thought the phone number was funny given my hobby of collecting alleged haunted artifacts. I'm tempted to try one of the artifacts out.....yeah....but.....you know.....I'll explain below.
This caller was my neighbor. She was in tears. Two city representatives handed her a notice telling her that the family had to vacate the property within 45 days. The landlord was there. He was very sad.
The landlord said that they are great tenants. He wants to keep them -but- some nosey asshole (my words) keeps calling the cops and code enforcement on them. The city wants him to evict.
The reasoning the city reps gave is that there is ONE too many unrelated people in the house.
One person.
They're going to increase the homeless population by four because of one person (who is disabled, by the way). Oh, they have two children. The three year old had surgery on Wednesday.
I'm not impressed with the asshole neighbor.
I asked if the neighbors being evicted knew who their councilman was. The landlord informed me that in talking to code enforcement, he was informed that if they called the councilman, it would cause an investigation and fines. He begged me not to call him.
I want to know who told him that!
I was irritated.
Want to take a wild guess who I called?
The City Councilman called back faster than I could answer the phone.
Yeah.....the city councilman is going to look at the case and explain the code to me. I asked the neighbor to send questions to the Councilman.
It's weird, I can't find it in MuniCode. I'm sure it's there. I just can't find it. I want to know if children are counted as "unrelated persons."
I'm trying to understand how they are breaking code. I want to understand how the asshole calling the cops can get away with it.
I'm beginning to dislike people.
I really am.
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I'm in the middle of the problem. The neighbor to the right of me keeps calling the cops on the neighbor to the left of me. The neighbor to the right of me brandishes his gun at people who park in front of my house.
The little turkey with the gun won't give me eye contact. He just ran from me when I went outside and said "hello."
He did it. I hope he's proud. He managed to get a family evicted. The elderly landlord has just lost his retirement income until he finds another set of tenants.
I've lost my biker neighbors who keep my ex's family away.
This little 'effer is going to have a curse cast upon him. In fact, I just cursed him as he ran into his house. I used the meanest words I could......
"May everything you do come back to you seven fold."
I know he heard me.
As far as the haunted artifacts, I don't know what I'm dealing with. If there are metaphysical entities with extraordinary power, why would they give a crap what this little piss ant has done? I'm sure they'd want to do something far more interesting.
Given the stories about the djinn**, they'd want to do something far more entertaining for them and dangerous to us. Some things are fun to think about. If I could make him wake up in a rainbow colored house and wish that he would have many male suitors, I would.
If I could wish that he'd get a better job in another area, perhaps Aleppo, I would do that in a heartbeat.
This guy is insane.
The problem is that he hasn't realized that I'm crazier.
**For every evil there is corresponding goodness. We are not unprotected.
As far as this crazy situation, I have to find the good in it or a way to make it good for others.
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My musician buddies think we need a jam session.
I gave my good amp away.
I'd need to borrow one in order to make this asshole's floors move.
He wants to call the cops? I'll give him a reason.
Don't mess with a musician who loves to play bass.
I'm so out of practice that the sound may just kill him.
An angry chick has got to slap something, ya know.
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So much drama.
I've decided I can't be home anymore.
I don't think I want my kids here, either.
It's bizarre. It is almost as though the only people who work on this damn street are the cops and code enforcement officers the little tattletale turkey calls. He's a horrible neighbor.
He leaves his dogs outside all day. One of them cries all the time. I'll go out and talk to the dog through the fence. It's heartbreaking. I fear someone calling the pound because I don't trust them not to kill the poor little guys.
It's sad but it's true.
I'm too libertarian-minded to call the city about the trash in his front yard, his lack of landscaping or his unlicensed business.
It's a shame other people in the neighborhood are just as angry as I am.
I know they're getting ready to retaliate.
Who am I to stop them?
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More to the question, why are the cops and code enforcement enabling this nasty neighbor? They know what he's doing (they can see it). I've also alerted the police to his propensity to brandish his gun at people who park in front of my home.
This guy is probably elated that he got his way.
The rules don't apply to him.
I don't think the police officer in charge of this neighborhood understands what happens when you give into a narcissist.
You create a monster!
A tip off to his narcissism is his stated belief that the rules don't apply to him.
Seriously......
It IS going to get worse......much worse.
The deadliest words out of my mouth are "I'm going to take care of it."
I said that this morning.
The cops don't get it. Code Enforcement doesn't get it.
Ugh.....I'm going to have to take care of it.
I won't have to shoot anyone, brandish a weapon.....
I only have to say six words.
(Yes, I stole that from Doctor Who.....)
Truth is, I only have to make one sound and move my hand).
The brain will fill in the missing letters....
He'll hear....MOOOVVVEEE!
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My therapist buddies think I should reach out to the asshole and try to find out what need he is filling by calling the cops all the time.
It may be that harassing people is how he alleviates stress.
Yeah.....[grumble.....grumble....], harassing other people will not fix his life.
He probably needs help finding a job. I know this because he uses his two jobs as an excuse to keep his yard a filthy trash heap. He told me that he carries a gun while driving for Uber and he has his own business.
I know just the people he should talk to if he wants a real job (with benefits).
If he ever talks to me without running away, I'll give him a business card or two to some recruiters.
Geesh......
I'm shaking my head so much that I'm getting whiplash!
May your days be sunnier than mine.
Love ya lots,
S.