Shouting a lot
So I seem to have an insane neighbor. Over the last week or so I've been running into this guy who spends a lot of time shouting at his girlfriend in public, and generally acting insane.
Over the last couple of weeks I've been hearing a lot of shouting around the complex. One night, I was hanging out with my sweetheart by the pool, and I heard a car drive by and someone swearing in it, loudly. A few days later there was a fight in the parking lot, featuring a couple and our upstairs neighbor. The high point of these festivities has to be the screamer in question jumping up and down and shouting at the cop who had arrived to break things up. His eyes were wide open, and he yelled "He kicked my girlfriend in the pussy!" and jumped up and down as if to emphasize.
Well. And so he did. She hit him first, though. Classy. Srsly.
So we all goggled to our hearts content, and he eventually calmed down, and we all went back inside.
So a few days later, Evil Twin and I are going to have a late night dip. I hadn't seen her in a couple of days, so I was giving her the story as we went along. Sure enough, I met the screamer there. And he was screaming at his girlfriend, kneeling on the cement beside the pool, and carrying on about god and satan. Needless to say, Evil and I turned and split.
I talked to management about him and when I identified him to the woman who works in the office, she apparently has known him for some time and thinks he's OK. I think he's dangerous, and someone is going to get hurt.
And then this morning at about 6 am? More shouting about God out in the parking lot, loud enough to wake me from sleep.
I hope this guy is just on drugs, because if not I think he's full on crazy and that's sometimes harder to fix.
Over the last couple of weeks I've been hearing a lot of shouting around the complex. One night, I was hanging out with my sweetheart by the pool, and I heard a car drive by and someone swearing in it, loudly. A few days later there was a fight in the parking lot, featuring a couple and our upstairs neighbor. The high point of these festivities has to be the screamer in question jumping up and down and shouting at the cop who had arrived to break things up. His eyes were wide open, and he yelled "He kicked my girlfriend in the pussy!" and jumped up and down as if to emphasize.
Well. And so he did. She hit him first, though. Classy. Srsly.
So we all goggled to our hearts content, and he eventually calmed down, and we all went back inside.
So a few days later, Evil Twin and I are going to have a late night dip. I hadn't seen her in a couple of days, so I was giving her the story as we went along. Sure enough, I met the screamer there. And he was screaming at his girlfriend, kneeling on the cement beside the pool, and carrying on about god and satan. Needless to say, Evil and I turned and split.
I talked to management about him and when I identified him to the woman who works in the office, she apparently has known him for some time and thinks he's OK. I think he's dangerous, and someone is going to get hurt.
And then this morning at about 6 am? More shouting about God out in the parking lot, loud enough to wake me from sleep.
I hope this guy is just on drugs, because if not I think he's full on crazy and that's sometimes harder to fix.