There for me? Not really

 Last night, we had wondered about our monster neighbor having access to our place.  Something my mom had thought she had misplaced, was found.  She could have sworn up and down it was somewhere else.  It's very possible she just didn't remember.  I've done it.  We wondered about what our neighbor downstairs has access to and doesn't.  He knows our patterns and he's just creepy.

About a few months ago, we had come home to find the hallway dark and my mom saw our neighbor's "friend/probably drug dealer friend" go past.  I wish I had called the police. I actually did make a report with the cops but as my friend said they wouldn't take it seriously. I wanted something on record.  I don't think it matters.

I know our neighbor has court cases about the money he stole.  It was some local contractors business.  In Wisconsin.  Or of Wisconsin.  He has 2 money judgments.  I looked up what can happen.  His wages can get garnished.  Well that's funny since he spends his days hiding in his apartment or sitting on the porch while the dogs bark all day.  They can take his property.  He doesn't really have anything other than the dirty box spring that sits in our garage.  If he ignores any notices, he can be held in contempt of court.  That would mean jail.  That would help.  The court should look at the 1 Yelp review he had and go straight to that last option.

My friend had asked if it would be ok if she contacted a mutual friend and former co-worker.  He had gotten unfairly let go many years ago and he wound up doing more investigative work after he left.  I kept in touch with him for a bit but I kind of got tired of him putting me down.

I had so much fun with this friend and he was known to be the biggest mouth at times.  He was incredibly generous.  He took all the ladies out to lunch and he would pay.  I knew others took advantage of him so when he asked me, I would pick a cheap place because he shouldn't pay for others.  He had a young family, kids going to college.  He would criticize me for picking places like that.  That's what frustrated me about him.  He had told me that I should have a house and not rent.  I said what if I needed repairs?  I can't afford a house.  I definitely couldn't with the medical treatment I had.  We would be having such a blast and then he would say something so awful, I just couldn't.  When he gave my mom some test strips for her diabetes, he told plenty of people in the office what he had done, embarrassing me.  He thought I should go on vacations and offered to pay for me to go to a hotel in Chicago.  Of course I said no after I cursed him out about what I do with my life.  I never told him I got stranded in San Diego.  I would have never heard the end of that.

I told my friend yes, please contact him.  He had helped my friend with a problematic neighbor she had when she lived in the area.  I remembered the good things about my friend.  He was interesting and funny.  He got a long with my friend the time he came over to go to State Fair with me.  I thought now that he retired, maybe he would be someone that could help us out and someone that could provide a little help.  My friend had asked if I would text him and I did.  I sent a heartfelt text about what had happened and admitted I had been dealing with a cancer diagnosis.

That was three months ago.  I never heard a word.  No, I don't think he didn't respond because of the medical part.  He would have been understanding.  I think because I didn't respond when he tried to contact me through Facebook a few times that maybe I'm being taught a lesson.  Who knows?

I don't get people sometimes.  I would gladly welcome his call if he did reach out.  I appreciate the friend that thought he could help.  Glad he could help her.  I would never say anything bad if she asked. I would say Well, maybe he was too busy.

Lots of people are too busy for me.  Sigh.