While bringing the laundry in off the clothes line today, I noticed the resident Lexus pulling up. Sticking my head over the balcony I saw the lady who yelled at us re the BBQ. In a moment of international-man-of-mystery proportion I ran to get a broom and dust pan…
I took off into the main stairwell and began to sweep around our front door. As I swept I kept an eye out to see where the yeller lives. Naturally I ducked back occasionally to avoid detection. Wouldn’t you know it, the people in our building who dislike us the most happen to live directly beneath us! Now the question has become do we stomp around or tip toe?
Now that we know where she lives, maybe we can works towards amends…..
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This whole BBQ thing is so crazy… I hope that something bad will actually be something good in the end because you got to meet all those neighbors!