The Stereotypical Nosy Neighbor

Yep, I have one. Or her I should say.  I have lived here since the beginning of 2006 and she was already here. You know the one, she know everyone who moves in and out of the building. She know what is gong on with the building across the yard. Maybe because her lanai faces that building and is on the corner. And I have to walk past it EVERY time I want to get to my apartment.  

And she always has a comment.  About everyone. And it doesn't matter if I have a ton of groceries in my hands.  If you don't stop to chat, then in her eyes, you're rude. I know, because apparently I am the only one who stops to chat with her. Either that or she gives us all the same sob story. I do think I am the only who stops through, mainly because I am the only one in our quad that speaks English.  No matter, those foreigners are still rude, in her mind.  And to make this even more cliche she lives with her mom.

The latest news flash she had for me is that my teenage son has friends over when I am not home. Really, SHOCKING! Yea, I know that, they are teenagers.  That's what they do. Because you come from some cornfield where teenagers don't gather apparently.

I know the hispanic ethnicity and long hair freaks you out, yes, she actually said this, but this alone does not automatically make them gang members, ffs.

In other neighborhood news, a group of rather young and good-looking bachelor's have moved into the building.