Craziness in the RV park

So I have told you before about my drunken neighbors and their shenanigans well this one is a doozy. I promise it will not disappoint.

So we had a new neighbor move in awhile back his name is John. John is really nice and tries to help everyone, yes he’s also an alcoholic. The difference is when John gets drunk he usually stays at his place or maybe Moe’s. He works really hard, he’s a carpenter, and a pretty decent one at that. So there is Moe, Larry, and John just to catch you up on who the main people are.

Moe and Larry have been good buddies for over a year now. They have had little bitch fits with arguing between themselves a few times but got over it in a day or so and were best buddies again. This all changed about a month ago. Mr G got a call it was Moe he said Larry grabbed his balls and he may need to go to the hospital. Well he didn’t so the next day or so goes by and everything is fine. Fast forward a week or two and they are all sitting outside at a round table drinking. Oh and the other drunk neighbor Junior is there. Moe goes to pee in the trees and comes back to put Larry in a choke hold, Larry grabbed a stick and smacked Moe upside the head, then Moe runs around and punches Larry in the face. I imagine it was like getting bit by a mosquito. Then Junior told Moe ” you’re not going to hit a man from behind if you want to go at it do it the right way” so Larry goes home and the friendship is over now.

Everytime Mr G speaks with either especially Moe they bring this same shit up over and over. When they did the same with me I told them they were both in the wrong. Larry always ttys to parent Moe and I’m sure it gets quite annoying. The physical shit was all uncalled for. So awhile after this Moe falls and Larry went to help and Moe was running his mouth and being a complete Dick. Larry went home and all was quite.

Then awhile after all this we get a call from Moe saying John’s hurt. Mr G goes over and checks him out and tells me to call an ambulance. I do and like an hour later they arrive. They were major assholes. John was really nice and yes I understand he was drunk and it’s his fault he got hurt. Shit I forgot that part. He fell coming out the door at Moe’s and broke his nose and ended up with a swollen black and blue face, and two black eyes. Anyhow the paramedics didn’t give a shit they told him his nose wasn’t broke and left. His nose was broke the next day he went to the Dr and they confirmed this. I left a review on their Facebook page and they reported me…. Assholes and I didn’t cuss or wasn’t rude. They deleted the comment too.

Then on Saturday myself and Mr G was headed out, he ran back inside to grab something. As I was getting in the truck I noticed Moe yelling….come on Larry…..come on I’ll eff you up…over and over. I said what are you doing Moe? You need to behave, take your ass home!!! So Mr G comes out after hearing me yelling and is like what are you doing? I explained and he went out to the middle of the park where there is a BBQ grill and a covered patio thing. He grabbed Moe by the arm and dragged him for a few steps until Moe understood he was going home….LOL….. I should also mention Mr G had just taken Larry to the store and Larry was going to go home and take a nap, yes a nap. So the whole time Moe was yelling making an ass of himself Larry was sound asleep and had no clue this was going down.

Fast forward to tonight Monday June 11,2018 and myself and Mr G had to run and do some errands. When we are about five minutes from home and we get a phone call, it’s John all Mr G can understand is that someone needs to go to the hospital and something about Moe and then they hang up. We both thought oh this is just Moe playing his games where he gets to drunk. He’s done this like 20 times boy were we wrong. We pull up and I stayed in the truck the windows down and I also turned the radio down. I couldn’t hear anything or see anything. Then Mr G comes out on the phone and all I hear is he will tell you but he won’t tell me what happened. He probably needs about 7 stitches or so I’d take him if I didn’t have to go to work. Then Mr G walked back inside and comes out a minute or so later and tells me Moe stabbed John!!!!! I effing lost it I really did, he could have killed him! They made up a story and tried to sell it, problem was it wasn’t the truth and didn’t fit with where his wound was. I’m still very upset even hours later. John is ok and he will heal, he had to get a bunch of Staples and I’m sure it’s going to hurt bad for awhile but the important thing is he’s going to be ok. Now as far as Moe goes something needs to be done. John lied to the Dr and said he got cut on barbwire I’m sure the Dr knew different because barbwire cuts very jagged. Things have got to change my whole feelings on Moe have changed.

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A possum’s bite and a cats poo 🐈🙃💩

I know I have lots of posts about my neighbors and their drunken stunts. This one is a little different, we moved to where were living now in December of 2014. We didn’t have many neighbors at the time I think there was three. One is a laid back middle ages Ginger he’s a cool guy. Very quiet and laid back, I’ll admit he’s had some crazy ass girlfriends. However the one he has now he’s had for quite some time she’s more like him. Thank God because the last one was a doozy. She talked in little kid like voices, enjoyed coloring and apparently meth. She would in my opinion steal animals and claim she was saving them from abuse a lot. They would get along great for awhile then she would flip out and peel out of the driveway throwing mud or gravel all over sometimes on Mr G’s truck. Which was very annoying and sometimes funny. If she didn’t peel out to her liking she would repeat it over and over. She was a real nutter. Then she would come back and knock on our door and give Mr G like 10 bucks so he could wash his truck. Thankfully she never broke a window. In almost certain she had to replace her tires a few times. She’s gone now, it’s not like she was a bad person just way to much drama and meth. The ginger loves his weed though….to each their own.

The other neighbor I never spoke to or really saw her. I know she was around middle aged. Mr G spoke to her a few times before she get sick and moved. She still comes by to smoke out with the Ginger dude from time to time. I think she’s doing better somewhat health wise.

Then we have the other couple, I’d see the woman outside a lot. Her husband went to work every morning at 5 am I know this because he revs up his loud ass Hummer. Very annoying and loud. For a long time we didn’t speak to them. The husband would wave at us or honk as if to say hey. I figured out quickly buy his uniform he was employed by our local jail. The Hummer has Georgia tags and her truck had Texas tags. I kinda figured maybe they were not from here. Not like I have room to talk because I’m not from here. Mr G spoke with the woman one day he suggested I needed a friend. I should have went with my gut on this one. Which was screaming no no you don’t need a friend, at least not a neighbor friend. I went against that feeling and started talking to her. At first she was really cool, she’s older then my mom but I wasn’t going to judge her on that. Older people can be some of the coolest people around. She started taking Lady A on her errand runs. She told me she really wanted to be like Lady A’s grandma. This seemed like a good idea at the time. If I had only known what I know now I would have e put the brakes on that shit real quick. Myself and Lady A would go hang out and chat with her a few times a week at this point. She would also buy Lady A small stuff, sometimes they would even go get a milk shake stuff like that. Then slowly her true colors came through….

I rarely drink but this lady would come over and knock on my door and want to bs sometimes and usually when she did this she would bring a few beers over. Again there is nothing wrong with having a few beers as long as you don’t drive. Which she doesn’t do. She also began to bend the truth, some stuff she would say I knew different but I blew it off. So one night she came over and one of our outside community Kitty’s pooped on her…. LOL……it probably knew she was a snake when I didn’t. I offered her to come in and wash it off but she had a few beers and choose to was off with a gallon of water and some soft soap in the yard and then the hose. I was laughing so hard it was really funny.

One day she came over when Mr G and Lady A we’re gone and u let her in she immediately began saying how my home was so dark it needed more light. I keep it that way because I want it like that it’s my home. I tried to be nice she was being overbearing. Mr G came home and she was being bossy he told her nicely that this was our home and we didn’t need suggestions on how it should be. She was kinda bitchy and Mr G said she should go home if she couldn’t handle her alcohol and he kinda maybe went a little far but not really when he suggested that some people shouldn’t drink. Or if they do they should stay home. She went home and later called and apologized for how she acted. I was like cool no biggie things are fine. Little did I know she called dhs which is like child protective services and made up so many lies it was laughable. I’ll get to that later.

Later that same afternoon we were taking a window out well I say we I mean Mr G the window had a huge crack and Mr G’s hand slipped and went right through the window. Scared the shit out of me. I looked at his arm which was bleeding but not really bad. I told him I think he’s got glass stuck in his arm. He blew me off for like an hour then his arm started swelling and it was clear I was right. We headed to the ER the one that’s a town west of us, because they are really quick and not very busy. The ER doctor was an idiot, I guess we were too. They did an x-ray and confirmed there was a Chuck of glass in his arm. So the doctor came up with a plan to numb it and remove the glass. IF THIS SITUATION HAPPENS TO YOU DO NOT LET THE DOCTOR TALK YOU INTO HIM DIGGING OUT THE GLASS OR WHATEVER YOU MAY HAVE LODGED IN YOU. We didn’t even think about it, I guess we figured it was close to the surface and not a big deal…BIG MISTAKE….He dug around and dug around I was getting pissed because I could tell it was becoming more and more painful to Mr G. The doctor left the room after like 30 minutes and said he would be right back. Then he comes back in and informs us that he can’t get the glass out that he was little over optimistic in thinking he could get it out. He’s called a surgeon in a town North of us and they want to see Mr G in the am first thing. The idiot didn’t even give Mr G a shot or anything for pain. He just had that oh shit I bit off more than I can chew look. Kinda like he was hoping we would want to sue his ass. They wrapped it up and the next day as soon as I called the surgeon they were like come in right away. We get there and they look at the x-ray and the surgeon is like surgery tomorrow morning first thing if I wasn’t so booked I’d do it right now. We have to get that out right away. They start Mr G on some pain meds and antibiotics. That way after the surgery we already have his pain medicine and also hoping he won’t get an infection. He was completely speechless when he heard about the ER doc and his forging in me G’s arm. He’s like well he shouldn’t have done that, it just puts you at a higher risk for infection. He also should have known only a surgeon should have opened it up. Needless to say he was very pissed off, in fact he even called the ER doctor. So as we’re going over and getting Mr G registered for pre-op I get a call from Lady A who is freaking out so I excuse myself and go outside to talk to her. She’s 16 at this point so she’s fine to be left home alone. She says while crying that dhs came by and left a note and she didn’t answer the door because she had no clue who it was. Which is the rule I have taught her, her whole life don’t answer the door for ANYONE unless is a few select people. She reads me the note and she’s using the neighbors phone. She had a phone but they were working on tours and it didn’t always get a good signal. I thought it was no big deal because if there was an emergency she could always go to the neighbors house and use their phone. I told her not to worry about it and I would handle it when I got home. Just go home and relax babe which is what I have always called her. I was honestly freaking out the whole way home which is like a 45 minute drive. I was crying and everything because I have never dealt with having dhs come to my house.

We get home and I read the letter we pick up Lady A as we have to head out to my father in-laws. As soon as we get there I call DHS now I’m pissed off because I have no idea why these people are in my life at the moment. The woman tells me oh we had a report you’re not feeding your daughter and she didn’t have any shoe’s and a bunch of other bs I’m like haha really she’s got more shoes then I do. Also claiming we didn’t have electricity or water. I laughed and then I’m like well I won’t be home tomorrow but the next day come by anytime I’ll be home and you can check out everything for yourselves and see what’s going on. It also clicked in my mind the neighbor bought Lady A 2 pairs of flip flops a few days ago. So bam I know who called DHS. I was honestly hurt I even cried a little because I trusted the neighbor I thought she was a good person. This ended any and all type of friendship and contact. Like how could you make shit up to try and get them to take Lady A from me!?! I couldn’t handle life without Lady A!!! I was mad at myself for allowing the neighbor in our lives, for misjudging her so badly.

Mr G has his surgery everything goes fine, we get home later in the afternoon. He’s not in bad pain and everything was good with that. They even sent home the piece of glass in a little container. It was about the size of a penny. I have a picture I’ll add.

The DHS ladies came I think it was four of them, all terrified of cats. Go figure because we are major cat lovers and I won’t put my cats up for visitors it’s their house. I even go outside so they can talk to Lady A alone, the ladies apologize and say they realize the call was bs but they have to check things out. They say we can’t tell you who called us, I’m like you don’t have to I know. They leave and close the case but it was very traumatic.

The neighbor called and texted and was ignored. She would also catch Mr G outside and give him some food she cooked she thought I’d like. I hate spicy shit for some reason she thinks I like it. So a few months ago she asked why we don’t talk to her and I was like well you called DHS and if you were my friend you wouldn’t have done it. She denied it and I said well lie about it if you want but just know I know it was you.

The other night she came by to bring me some tamales. She got attacked by our possum…. LOL he’s not really ours he just lived somewhere close to our home and we see him a lot. He’s usually harmless and just trolls around looking for food. The cats don’t pay him no mind and he only comes out at night. He bit and scratched her. I know I’m an asshole and shouldn’t have found it funny but I did. I can live with the fact it makes me a jerk. Meanwhile Mr or Mrs possum was just ditching out some karma. 😀😂😂😂

People who think the world revolves around them

I hate when people think the world revolves around them. They think nothing of calling you and expecting you to drop everything and tend to their needs. They don’t even care if you have a life or other obligations. You would think this only applies to younger people but no it’s older people too. I have a neighbor, yeah one of the drunks, who will throw a baby fit and stomp around if he doesn’t get a ride to town when he wants it. I kid you not he will actually say when am I going to get to go to town, and cuss. Acting like a complete diva if Mr G is busy with me or running our errands. It pisses me off I’m like WTF he needs to understand our family comes first. Dealing with a drunk is hard you can’t reason with them or make them understand you have a life.

My sister is very selfish and ridiculous. Like at what age do you stop taking a million selfies a day!?! Seriously you’re almost 40 and you look like you did 2.5 million selfies a day. OMG!!! Put the makeup down and back away. Get in touch with reality, which is never going to happen. The sad thing is Lady A acts like this a lot. It really pisses me off, I stay on her about it. I hope as she gets older she understands not everything is about her.

It makes you wonder what makes people think and act like this. I can’t say it’s my mom’s fault if that were the case I’d be like that too. I’m not, I’m quite the opposite. I don’t like attention being on me. I’m laid back and just a mainly mellow person. Now Mr G he’s a lot like this. He’s very much so just like my sis. I think that may have attracted me to him. Or maybe made me more comfortable with him. Now I do know a big reason Mr G is like this was his mom. I loved his mom so much, I still do I miss her so much. She created a monster though….LOL…….at least on the world revolves around me type of one. I love Mr G but he’s quite the diva and drama king. I put up with it but at times I get annoyed with it. At our age you can’t make people understand what they can’t see. So most of the time I just try and ignore it.

I use to think all selfish people we’re narsastic but their not. I know they don’t usually understand they are being difficult assholes. I also know trying to argue with them about their diva like tendencies it a waste of time. They will try that shit around and have you questioning what’s going on quick. Lastly usually selfish, self-absorbed people are manipulative people. So if you’re selfish like this try thinking about someone else besides yourself.