I Hate People
I want to know, for the umpteenth time, WTF is wrong with some people?
So I was sitting here, doing some work on the computer, listening to the Sox game, minding my own business. Little Mitty was sitting at the middle window, the one where the vertical blinds were cut a little too short (my fault, for not measuring properly; the other two sets I ordered afterwards are okay).
So, Little Mitty was sitting on the little cat bed thing by the window, peeping out the gap. I had my desk light on, so I guess people who walk right up to the window (the house is right on the street, no yard or other buffer zone out front) can see right in.
I heard voices right outside the window, sounded like a couple of teen bimbos (but they could have been older, I didn’t get a good look at them), going “awwwww, how cute!” Their faces were right at my fucking window!
I figured they’d move on, but guess what they did next? They went and started knocking on the damned window! I couldn’t believe it!
I shut off the desk lamp, so they could no longer see in. I thought that this might get rid of them, but NOOOO…they then went on the porch and started beating on the door!
I yelled, “GO AWAY!” but they didn’t, they just knocked louder. I was about to call the cops, when they finally moved on.
I want to know where the fuck these bimbos get off bothering me like this. They weren’t anyone that I knew. It was almost 9PM. Who the fuck beats on a stranger’s door/windows like this AT ALL, never mind at night? What the fuck did they want, anyway? To tell me that I have a cute kitty? I just can’t believe the nerve of some people! If I were walking past someone’s house, and saw a cute animal in the window, I wouldn’t even walk right up and peep into the house, never mind knock on their window or door. This is beyond fucking rude, if you ask me.
I found a fix for the window peeping thing, though. The blinds came with these valance toppers that I wasn’t using. I took one and fit it into the window frame, and since it was cut to the width of the window, it fit snugly enough so that it won’t fall out. It is more than big enough to cover up that gap, so no more obnoxious, rude assholes peeping in at night.
I wonder if cops still arrest people for doing shit like this. Mike got arrested for doing something like this, many moons ago, when he was in the Navy…
He was stationed on a ship, which docked for several days at the Navy base in Middletown, Rhode Island, near the ritzy town of Newport. He and a bunch of his buddies were hanging out at the bowling alley on base, getting drunk. For some reason, Mike wandered off the base, and onto the streets of town. And then, for some some reason that remains unknown to this day, he started beating on the door of some house. It was late at night, and the lady inside the house was scared and called the cops. Well, you’d call the cops, too, if you had some strange drunken guy beating on your door in the middle of the night.
So the cops came, and Mike got his ass tossed into the drunk tank for the night. The next day, his commanding officer came to collect him. As punishment for getting arrested, Mike was confined to the ship for the rest of the time they were there.
I can’t believe that anyone would be so stupid, that they’d expect me to open the door to them, when I don’t know them from Adam. Anyone who opens to the door to a strange, even if it’s teen girls, is a fool. How do I know that they wouldn’t have tried to force their way in? Maybe they were drunk or high, and thought it would be fun to knock on the door and ask to come in and pet the kitty.
I just hope they don’t come back. Shit like this not only pisses me off, but it makes me very nervous as well.

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April 26th, 2008 at 8:14 pm
I had that happen too! There was some girl pounding on our door at like 10pm telling me she needed my response for some sort of survey! I kept yelling “I DON’T KNOW YOU!!” and she finally went away. Some people.
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April 28th, 2008 at 12:56 pm
WTF is it with people?! I had some kid knock on the door at 8:30 PM the other night, trying to sucker me into buying something to help them get to college. I’m so sick and tired of these kids coming ’round, especially since there’s a NO SOLICITING sign down on the main door and no, I don’t want to help you get into college! Go the hell away! He got the door slammed in his face.
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