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[captain_slinky]

Our neighbors ("Mullet Man & Crack Whore" for referal purposes) had one of their "Disagreements" tonight; she ran out the door screaming bloody murder, he chased after her yelling obscenities. When we goth heard the very loud SLAP of a fist hitting a person, Crystal called the police. When she called it in, she gave the police a VERY thurough description, exact address, everything; and she asked that we remain anonymous.

And here's where it gets funny.

10 minutes later, we hear a knocking at our door. I ignore it, thinking it's someone knocking on our neighbors door. But no! A cop shines his flashlight in to OUR kitchen window and says something. I go closer and say "What?"

He repeats himself, louder. he says "You the folks called in the anonymous report of a domestic disturbance?"

I directed him to the apartment next door.

So! Tomorrow morning (or maybe even later tonight) I fully expect to hear either Mullet Man or Crack Whore to come over and start one of the following conversations:

MULLET MAN: "Betcha think yer all better than me, dontcha? Call the cops on me, Faggit? Man, I BEEN on that 'Cops' show! You wanna piece of me?"

Or...

CRACK WHORE: "You had no right to call the police and have them take away my man! NO RIGHT! He may hit me, but he LOVES me! Now how am I gonna pay the rent? he was my bread-winner!"

Comments

[electriclime.livejournal.com]

*giggles* go get yourself a pitbull.
You can either trade it to them in hopes that they shut up...or you'll be their idol.

[flummoxicated.livejournal.com]

Reminds me of the time I was waiting for the court hearing on the injunction against my then-soon-to-be-exhusband. I asked the guy if there was a room I could wait in so I didn't have to share a Time magazine with the guy who was threatening me. The guy says no. Then a few minutes later TSTBX walks in, sits across the little hall from me and fixes me with an intent stare. I go back to the guy - "Are you SURE there's no other place I can wait?" "Oh yeah, why didn't you say something, you're supposed to be in that room down the hall!" *sigh* Ah, the people who are supposed to help the average citizen. Hope Mullet Man leaves you alone.