So tonight the neighbors upstairs ring the doorbell. I answer and then Keyron comes out.
Apparently our former house guest is in so many words, crazy.
That Saturday she accidentally locked herself out of the house. Keyron and I were fast asleep so never heard her pounding on the door. She then rang the bell of our upstairs neighbor who invited her in, had coffee with her, loaned her $10 and even let her use some nail polish remover.
It gets better though. According to our neighbor who owns a cell phone store around the corner Rosie showed up wearing nothing but a shirt and with her ass sticking out.
But that’s not the good part. The good part is the scam that Rosie ran, telling my neighbor that she was an attorney and that she’d been to the Secretary of State’s office and saw that her taxpayer ID was invalid, how that was illegal, etc. and that she fixed it but couldn’t charge it. So she asked for $135. First of all I work there and know for a fact that we don’t expose that information, at least not currently.
And my neighbor gave Rosie the $135.
I don’t know what it is, but Keyron seems to attract crazy people. You’ve o
Obviously read about the Charles saga and much to my chagrin Charles is trying to reach out to Keyron again. I think it’s the fact that Keyron and I have been the only point of stability among our circle of friends. So we’re bound to get a crazy now and then.
UPDATE: So I had today off, went downtown and picked up my tickets for George Clinton & Pfunk at Lupo’s Heartbreak Hotel, then to the library to check out Armistead Maupin’s “Michael Tolliver Lives”
On my way back as I turned the corner to walk into the house I note Rosie is out there talking to my upstairs neighbor. I can’t wait until my neighbor gets back, I want to find out what was said.