There is nothing really important to tell about myself because my neighbors do NOT speak with each other. Instead, most of these people stay indoors and rarely greet each other because the suburb is made of mostly hard-working, tax-paying, compliant American citizens. Some don’t work because they had property from their former homelands and come from wealthy family backgrounds.
As a matter of fact, it’s better that people avoid each other so as not to catch their cooties, hear their problems or go through their dramas, such as domestic disputes. Take for example, our next door neighbors. One is divorced nutter and her husband is an illegal ALIEN, who had lots of money as a handiman. But because the divorced nutter is a typical, ambitious Visayan, she helped the one-eyed creep spend MOST of his hard-earned money on vacations.
So as far as I’m concerned, the divorced nutter created in her mind that I’m having an affair with her second husband. With that said, her alternate reality forced me into the picture as a “bad girl”, which is fine because I keep calling the cops, who won’t do anything on our behalf to get rid of her from our neighborhood until we either get physically injured or die by her hands.
As for the co-workers, they only could say positive things, such as reliable, nice, quiet, shy and hard-working. Those who dared to cross my path have been reported to the Human Resource Department! That’s right! As an “entrepreneur”, I too would like to have employees that know how to draw the line with nutters.
For example, a turd from my previous job came by my desk twice. He was being disruptive by hitting my cubicle wall VERY loudly with the palm of his hand and later commented VERY loudly on how I sounded like his wife. I didn’t respond or blink but let him speak. Then I emailed his manager and in turn his manager reported the incidents to the H/R department. Again, I’m the “bad girl” for following the rules. And like the cops, H/R couldn’t do anything about him.
So what do these two stories tell my readers what’s it like being moi? Yup! Some would label me as a “dirty rat”, which is really a rodent, such as moles, muskrats, squirrels, gophers, etc. Rats are actually sacred for some South Asian Indians. Some rats do carry diseases. But some are known to make great pets.
Listen folks: Just behave, follow a righteous path and no one will get “hurt”. Do I make myself clear?
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Topic #36: Write a story about yourself, told from your neighbor’s perspective. Work Bonus: Write a story about yourself, from your coworker’s perspective.
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