Yesterday was laundry day for us. We pushed about four loads through the broken-down washers and dryers in the basement of our building. But the guy next door had his own dirty laundry to air.
Our bedroom window looks towards the south, where another house continues the line of residential buildings on the east side of High Street. It's not surprising to hear the occupants out on their front lawn every once in a while, but we were pulled from our clothes folding yesterday afternoon by an inordinate amount of yelling. We went to the window to witness a man saying very loudly to someone (his ladyfriend, we assumed), "Bring me the generator!"
He must have received a negative response, because he yelled the same sentiment again, this time with language I don't feel necessary to repeat. Suddenly he broke into a tirade about how the woman never did a bleeping thing for him, blah blah blah. He then gets into his late-model Cadillac, tears off of the lawn where he parked and north on High Street.
Samantha and I looked at each other, slighly uncomfortable at having witnessed this, and made a few comments about the quality of this particular Bloomington citizen. Five minutes later, again we heard yelling, and found the dude back again, all up in his woman's face, saying something about "you think you're so holy!" He said the word 'holy' several more times in a mocking tone, then mimicked his previous exit, only with more lawn being torn up and driving off in the opposite direction from the first time.
Samantha and I kept coming back to this whacko several times throughout our evening, and each time, it became more ludicrous and more laughable. Admittedly we don't know what the situation was that led up to this confrontation, but clearly this guy was off his rocker, as the woman was not yelling back, and three kids that were also milling around did not vocally react. And he's doing this on his front lawn, on one of the busier thoroughfares in residential Bloomington.
We are still laughing at "Bring me the generator!" Seriously. What a jerk.
Comments (2)
I still swear I woke up from my nap because he was mockingly singing "Alleluias" for some reason...perhaps earlier mockery of her holy status?
Posted by Samantha | October 24, 2005 1:00 PM
Posted on October 24, 2005 13:00
very weird. i actually had a strange neighbor moment yesterday as well. hilary and i were sitting in the living room reading and suddenly from the other side of the wall we hear a thud and some guy yelling "f***!" we looked up, startled, and listened. i heard someone leave and drive away, although hil missed that, and there was a huge thud, like a body falling. he yelled some more profanity. i was pretty sure there was some horrible domestic violence incident happening, although hilary didn't jump to that conclusion. you're sounds much funnier; we were actually a little scared.
Posted by jen | October 24, 2005 3:57 PM
Posted on October 24, 2005 15:57