OK, I Am Surely Questioning His Sanity...
Guess who came his ass back again? Yep. The neighbor.
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So, let’s pretend for a moment that y’all have been me. Enjoying the balmy Florida nights on the porch, just really having not a singular thing to bitch about at the moment. Trust me, I was shocked as well.
Enter these dumb ass drunk neighbors, again.
OK, so this guy is apparently a masochist, because I swear that nasty ass wife gets meaner every time I hear her stupid ass. And the repeating. Dear God, the damned repeating.
So he’s bounced in and out several times in the past few weeks, and my neighbor man told me one of the neighbors on the other side threatened to report him on a violation of the order of protection that is, from what I hear, in place. Normally, I would say to myself “someone needs to call and handle this shit”. But here’s my view…
He is a grown ass man. He has a job. He has the means to support himself. They don’t have kids together. The reason he is there is obviously because he wants to be.
There is not a single reason that I’m going to get into these folks business unless I see them beating each others ass in the street. Otherwise, it’s an inconvenience only to me, but not one I have grounds to get in the center of.
So, I caught myself this morning as these two fucking Bozos were in yet another screaming match, and I asked myself “if she were not the aggressor, would I be making the call?”
Let me be crystal clear. Nope.
If she has the means to support herself, a job, her own vehicle, and they don’t have kids together, she is there because she wants to be. It’s not my business, until it becomes my business.
It’s one thing when a woman can’t leave. Or, in this case, a man. But when you continue with this type of garbage long after you’ve been given the out, you’ve used your free pass to turn right around and come back? I can’t understand that.
Something about the drama is what does it for you. Something about the constant upheaval, the constant fighting, that’s what gets your rocks off.
I can’t understand it, but hey, I live a type of life that just isn’t suitable for that type of shit. I live a type of life that really values good, quality drama free me time.
So, we’re back to watching this soap opera unfold every drunk ass night. I don’t even know what to think, other than I hope if this is their kink they’re really having one hell of a time with it.