My house is for sale, and I am just out of the shower when.....a woman I do not know appears in my front hall. She explains that she is a neighbor (gee, thanks), that she saw the 'for sale' sign (very observant--it's been there for six months) and she'd like to have a look around. After I manage to close my mouth (which has been hanging agape in disbelief), I say "sure go ahead, but I'm going to dry my hair"(dear reader, you must understand that I am in a state of shock at this point). She walks into my bedroom and when she trips over my shoes shoots me a dirty look. I ask her not to sue. I'm not kidding, and neither is she when she assures me she won't. I proceed to dry my hair, and she completes her self-guided tour of my house. She asks me for the name of my contractor, because she thinks he did a good job. When she leaves, she leaves the front door open behind her. Don't let the door hit you on the ass on your way out.
Can somebody tell me where these people come from??!!
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I can't believe you let that psycho trespasser in your house! You should have called the police as she traipsed out the door and said she stole something! hee hee hee (evil laughter!)
oh my!!! how rude!!! yet so typical of the "type" that is out here now. and i'm sure that she's one of the obnoxious beeetches that tries to beat the red light at the main street intersection, thereby holding up traffic for the rest of us.. GO BACK TO NJ LADY!!!! heehee (evil laughter)
Tonight as I rode my bike to Citterella one of those Beeatches actually honked me out of the way so she could make the light at Newtown. Zipping through in the right lane and literally almost running me into parked cars so she could get through. She and I are probably both lucky I was on a bike and could not put up much of a chase.
gee i hope you gave her one of my cards buried in a drawer somewhere, but i appreciate the complement nonetheless
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