Today was a strange day. Normally, I have to leave my house to have weird things happen to me, but today, the oddments decided to come my way.
First my neighbor decided that he didn’t like how I was keeping my yard, so he started trimming the weeds and things near the front of my property. When I first saw him on the security camera, I was all, “What’d that kooky dude up now?” and I saw that he was clipping the overgrown grass around the meter and I said to myself, “Self, you’d better go out there and see what’s what.” By the time I got down the driveway, he was taking his hedge clippers to my willow trees! I was all, like “Dude! What are you doing to my trees? Don’t cut my trees!” and he was like, “I’m just trimming them for you.”
What the actual fuck?
Turns out he was having a senior moment (he’s 82) and honestly just walking around the place taking his hedge clippers to anything in his path. He didn’t remember meeting me before (introduced himself and everything) although we’ve met and talked many many times over the past two years. I’m worried about him, I really am, but I don’t know what to do about it. I’m a newcomer here and don’t know if his family lives here. He and my other neighbor don’t really get along — they have property issues.
The next bit of weirdness came in the form of a phone call. Someone from my old state of New Mexico keeps calling me and I usually ignore the phone if I don’t recognize the number, but this particular number sent a text message over the weekend asking if I’d called them. I figured whatever, I’ll answer this once. And there, on the other end, was some dude screaming at me that I’d just called him. Nope. I hadn’t. I hadn’t used my phone all day. It’s been sitting on my table. No, he insists, I just at that very moment called him and he has the screenshots to prove it. I’m like, whatever, dude. I didn’t call you. I don’t know you. I can’t help you. And I hang up. So he sends me a screenshot of an incoming call that I guess proves I called him. It’s my number… but I didn’t call him. I have better things to do than call random numbers and hang up… like watch my cat lick his genitals. And he calls me back and says, “See? You called me. Stop calling me.” I’m all, “Dude, I did not call you. I don’t know you. Block my number if you keep getting calls from this number, but it’s not me.” and he keeps screaming at me that I’m a lying bitch.
blah blah blah. And I hang up.
It’s super weird though that this dude is convinced I keep calling him. And his screenshot did have my number on it. I dunno who he is (other than incredibly rude), but yeah. Sometimes, weirdness just finds me… I don’t even have to go looking for it.
Anyway, I had to kinda rant about it because these things bug me if I don’t. Hope I didn’t take up too much of y’all’s time. ^_^