Sunday, May 21, 2006
Flashlight Lady
Where I used to live in Montclair, mobile phone reception in my apartment was dreadful, so to avoid dropped calls, I would often go into the rear parking lot. On one such occasion, while I was talking with my then girlfriend, a noticed a flashlight being waved in the air as its holder, a new woman in the building, approached. She asked if I lived there and I nodded my head. Moments later, a car alarm went off, so I walked towards the front of the building. Flashlight lady was standing in the side entrance: “Do you live here?” “Yes!” “Well why are you trying to scare me then?” “I am minding my own business, trying to have a private conversation with my girlfriend. If you want to be scared, be my guest!” Days later, I saw the landlord and told him that his new tenant was a crazy woman. She had beaten me to him, telling him that I told her she should be scared of me!
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