‘I scared her away with kindness and boredom’: Guy traps nosy neighbor into an hour-long conversation to get her to leave them alone for good, it works

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  • "The time I traumatized a nosy neighbor with kindness and boredom"

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  • This happened years ago. Me and my wife rented a small, single room flat on the top floor of an old townhouse.
  • A nice arrangement for a young couple, except for the lady living below us. She was a real thorn in our side.
  • We immediately started off on the wrong foot because barely a week after we moved in, she knocked on our door
  • to inform us that our toilet is leaking through her ceiling, she dragged us into her apartment to show us the wet ceiling.
  • She was always polite, a seemingly nice lady in her 50s, but somehow full of vitriol. This was a serious problem
  • and the owners were out of town, so we apologized and arranged a plumber immediately to prevent further damage.
  • The plumber had to break our bathroom floor to check, and there was no leak. Anywhere. The building manager years later candidly told us
  • that she does this with every new tenant. Maybe to establish some kind of dominance or to collect insurance, who knows.
  • After that, she frequently stopped us to complain about everything. "You are stomping too loud" - we had carpet everywhere.
  • "You hammered all day" - we put together a small IKEA cabinet in like fifteen minutes on an afternoon Stuff like that.
  • She also liked to complain about other residents, "XY over there is selling dr s, you know". At one time we had a friend over
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  • and she knocked to check if I was at home or if my wife was cheating on me. She was a general menace for 2 years,
  • even though we kept the conversations polite and jovial at all times. The only thing she did not complain about was our cat.
  • Instead, she creepily insisted that our totally indoor and neutered female cat is the "bride to be" for her male cat that roamed the halls all the time.
  • At one time she stopped me in front of our door - yes, she just happened to climb the stairs there, and started to explain something,
  • and casually asked where I was born. (Yeah, she was r cist too although never against us) and I noticed that she was not interested in the answer the least and a plan was formed.
  • I started to tell her EVERYTHING about me in excruciating detail. Where I was from, how I was born, ("I was a miracle baby you know"), what happened to me when I was three,
  • how I felt during historic events in my childhood. All in a happy and confidential tone, like we are good friends. Just a torrent of boring personal details and good vibes.
  • I noticed she took a step down the stairs. I took a step down too. She wanted to interrupt, I started another tangent.
  • When we reached the landing on the stairs | positioned myself in front of her. I kept her for almost an hour.
  • When I ran out of stories, I started to just make sh up on the spot. When I let her go, we had already inched to her apartment door.
  • I assured her that this conversation was so great, that she can expect more riveting tales from me in the future.
  • Next time we met in the hallway I went out of my way to look happy and jogged over to her to chat, but sadly she had urgent grocery shopping to do.
  • Next time my face lit up as I saw her and waved she just fled back into her home.
  • My plan was a glorious success. I scared her away with kindness and boredom for good. She never really bothered us after that, she never risked another story hour with me.
  • We lived there for a couple of years after that. We even got our poor cat out of her arranged marriage.

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