I lived in a condo and had this neighbour beside me who would always come over and ask to borrow stuff. Toilet paper, pet food, eggs, milk, light bulbs, you name it. Im a nice guy so I gave him whatever he needed and he'd always give me a handfull of change or weed (yea, weed!) whenever he borrowed something. I always said it wasn't necessary but he'd force it on me, sometimes even sticking his hand in the front pouch of my hoodie like I had no choice.
This one day his cat was somehow outside of his appartment and wandering up and down the hallway meowling like crazy. So my girlfriend and I just ignored it for the first while until it got annoying so we brought the thing inside just to keep it from annoying the entire floor. When we heard the neighbour guy come home, we went over and gave him his cat and he was all so thankful telling me that it's some kinda rare breed of cat that costs like $3000 or some stupid amount of money that no sane person would ever pay for a house pet.
9 months or so later, Im moving out of my place and hauling boxes up and down the hall to the elevator. The doors open and my neighbour gets off the elevator and we have a short conversation about how much he's gonna miss having me as a neighbour cuz Im such a stand up guy and I was always helping him out whenever he needed it and neighbours like me just dont exist anymore. So anyways, I load my stuff in the elevator take it downstairs and pack it in my truck then go back up to make another trip.
Standing outside my door is my neighbour and he starts asking if I have his cat, it's not in his apartment. I say no, I haven't seen it, how did it get out? Tell him I've been making trips back and forth all day and didn't see his cat, so I dunno. He starts accusing me of stealing it! Telling me he left his door unlocked and I'd been going back and forth all day and I must have snuck into his apartment and stole his cat. Tells me he just wants the cat back and he wont blame me or anything for taking it, just give it back. Im all surprised and sorta stunned at what's going on and trying to get him to be rational and realize I dont have his cat, nor would I ever take the thing. He keeps on accusing me and asking if he can go in and search my apartment just to make sure. He just wont give up this idea that I've stolen his $3000 cat for whatever reason so
I finally lose my patience, which takes a lot, and flip on the guy in the middle of the hallway. I swear you could hear peoples ears being pressed against their front doors as they listened to me calling this guy out after all the crap I'd given him and all the help I'd been for the time we were neighbours to have him accuse me of something as stupid as stealing his cat. Told him it probably jumped off the top floor balcony to try and escape having to live in that ****hole stinkbox apartment of his. He walks inside his place and I continue loading up my belongings, now being extra watchful and locking my apartment door anytime I make a trip downstairs.
Later that night after all my moving was done and was locking up, my neighbour comes over and says "Sorry man, you've never been anything but a stand up, classy guy," and stuffs this HUGE bag of pot in my hoodie. It musta been a full ounce or something.
Crazy neighbour.
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