Monday, March 12, 2007

The Perks of Being Looney

There's a Fruitcake Lady (FL) living in the apartment lot next to ours. She has uttered some nonsensical stuff to Adrian but I dodge her whenever I can. Yup! Historically, Adrian has had some tough luck with people with loose marbles. He seems to run into them periodically. I wonder why?

Cuckoo incident #1
Adrian washing the car at the parking lot.

FL : Please ask that Chinese family to leave my cats alone. This is all I have. (Then proceeded to give Adrian a small globe to pass on to a certain "Chinese family" that we don't even know, in return for some cat bliss.)
Adrian : ???!!!

Cuckoo incident #2
Adrian walking towards the car, going to work in the morning.

FL (jumps out of nowhere) : Don't look at my cat!
Adrian : ???$#@*^!

I don't care too much about her odd activities like hoarding unused things and befriending the neighborhood cats (you can hear her like a screaming banshee during cat feeding time) but here's something that has been bugging me for quite a while now.

Last July, I wrote a letter to the Management of our apartment complex about an abandoned car at the parking lot and requested that they look into it as it isn't fair for the car to be taking up this space. It can be a pain finding parking space if we come home late at night.

It came as no surprise that the car is FL's. I saw her a couple of times; fiddling around and inside this trashy thing. She has two other cars lurking around and all of them have red stickers; meaning they failed the DMV inspection tests. By law, these cars are nor longer fit to be on the road. They're reeking with burnt motor oil and rattles loudly whenever she drives by.

This is a close up of FL's unused car.

It has been 8 months and it is still there. One of the Management staff confirmed that she's mentally unstable and they were also unsuccessful in evicting her due to her "special" condition. So, I guess they cannot touch her property even though it is in such a deplorable state in case she takes them to court again on the grounds of discrimination against the mentally challenged???

Supposedly these are some of the perks you get for being a nut-case. Apart from getting away with murder, you can also yell abuse at your neighbors, take up their parking space by putting your junk car there, litter the compound with cans and cans of cat food and nobody can tick you off for it. It sucks to be sane sometimes :(

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

remember that weird old lady who lived 1 floor below us when we were at uni? "you smasha my car..." (i smasha your face!). Hehehehee

Serenity said...

millyvanilly: haha! yes, the one with the white hair and ultra red lipstick. unforgettable!