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So yeah, Stephanie (lives across the grass. Like, ten steps across the grass) has a broken arm. Or at least, injured. She's in cast and/or sling. She wasn't like that last night. But she was this morning. Hmmmm. Pretty sure she didn't fall out of a tree or off her bike.
We just got home to find 3 guys being really loud and obnoxious on Jasmine's porch. (She's the one whose apartment got robbed by Stephanie's "friends".) She lives across the hall.
Paul told me to call the cops.
I did. (non-emergency, of course.) And I explained to the operator that the company Jasmine keeps is questionable. I told her that these may or may not be the same people that have been breaking in to people's apartments and/or cars. Also, I mentioned that some of them left death threats and that I was just concerned that something was going to happen.
I still have that feeling. Especially since right now they're arguing. About what? No clue. Can't understand a word they're saying.
Weeeeeell, the operator asked the address. I gave them Jasmine's. She asked for mine just as reference for the police when they arrive, but that it wouldn't go on file. Not so much. The officer who talked to Jasmine said that they got a call from OUR apartment. She's like, "OMG why?" They said it was a noise complaint. Which is technically why I called. They WERE being loud. But not when the cops showed up. They were fucking church mice.
Richard, the manager of these buildings, is on vacation in Vegas for Godknowshowlong. So he's no help.
Jasmine never had these problems until 2 weeks ago. Roughly. And I, personally, think that Stephanie's "friends" are drifting over to Jasmine. *sigh*
Now that they know it was US that called, I'm scared that they're gonna like, get back at us. Like I said, they may or may not be the same people who've BEEN causing trouble. Call me crazy. Call me paranoid. *sneer* Call me racist. I don't care. It's people like their "friends" that deserve to be seen as stereotype. Because they pretty much are.
The cops even said that if I saw anything that could be potential problems, to have them come out and see. And that's exactly what I did.
So why am I still scared?
Am I the only mother living in my building that actually cares about my kid? The only one who acts responsible for my kid? The only one who has better judgment than to surround my kid with people like that? Yeah. You guys are such great role models for you kids.
Granted, there are a handful of parents living here that DO care. But only a handful.
*yawn* almost 8:30. Wow.
~me
We just got home to find 3 guys being really loud and obnoxious on Jasmine's porch. (She's the one whose apartment got robbed by Stephanie's "friends".) She lives across the hall.
Paul told me to call the cops.
I did. (non-emergency, of course.) And I explained to the operator that the company Jasmine keeps is questionable. I told her that these may or may not be the same people that have been breaking in to people's apartments and/or cars. Also, I mentioned that some of them left death threats and that I was just concerned that something was going to happen.
I still have that feeling. Especially since right now they're arguing. About what? No clue. Can't understand a word they're saying.
Weeeeeell, the operator asked the address. I gave them Jasmine's. She asked for mine just as reference for the police when they arrive, but that it wouldn't go on file. Not so much. The officer who talked to Jasmine said that they got a call from OUR apartment. She's like, "OMG why?" They said it was a noise complaint. Which is technically why I called. They WERE being loud. But not when the cops showed up. They were fucking church mice.
Richard, the manager of these buildings, is on vacation in Vegas for Godknowshowlong. So he's no help.
Jasmine never had these problems until 2 weeks ago. Roughly. And I, personally, think that Stephanie's "friends" are drifting over to Jasmine. *sigh*
Now that they know it was US that called, I'm scared that they're gonna like, get back at us. Like I said, they may or may not be the same people who've BEEN causing trouble. Call me crazy. Call me paranoid. *sneer* Call me racist. I don't care. It's people like their "friends" that deserve to be seen as stereotype. Because they pretty much are.
The cops even said that if I saw anything that could be potential problems, to have them come out and see. And that's exactly what I did.
So why am I still scared?
Am I the only mother living in my building that actually cares about my kid? The only one who acts responsible for my kid? The only one who has better judgment than to surround my kid with people like that? Yeah. You guys are such great role models for you kids.
Granted, there are a handful of parents living here that DO care. But only a handful.
*yawn* almost 8:30. Wow.
~me