Dear Ghetto Fab Neighbor; I am interested in how you function as a mother, aside from providing your child with a phone to call you if something happens. Ya see, I have been simmering about that asinine voice mail message you left, followed by the equally ridiculous text message, since first viewed, and heard, bright and early Monday morning. I almost let you get to me. ALMOST. But then I had to just tip my head back, and LAUGH, AND LAUGH. Because in this day and age, the way you play, youre going to get burned. I just hope it isnt when your child finally gets hurt, or in trouble, and you are NO WHERE to be found. You dont get to call me and tell me and my SISTER all about ourselves, FIVE FULL HOURS after I told your ass hole of a kid to get the hell out of my yard with the big metal pole he was swinging around at other children. I AM going to correct ANY insolent child, parent there or not, especially if they want to MOUTH OFF to ME in MY yard. This mom puts up with no shit, and I warned your ass when you first came down weeks ago ready to go at it. Then it was a minor issue, so I let you blow your steam and talked you down. But now, now, you have done lit a fire that you cant put out. I WILL NOT TOLERATE your hostile approach, I wont even entertain you with a response (as much as I would LOVE to tell YOU all about YOURSELF). Parents like you are what is wrong with the world. I wanted to befriend you, being as you are a single mother. But parenting exists beyond a roof and a phone. You are NEVER home. I watch you leave early in the morning, and then (as you have told me yourself) return LATE at night from shopping, or visiting friends, or whatever. In the mean time you leave the neighborhood responsible for the ten year old with zero socially acceptable behavior. Nope. Not any more. You can go ahead and keep that shit. Just watch your ass, because you may just piss off the wrong person, who may, or may not drop a line to the CYS for your unsupervised and mischievous child. You will not tell me, or my kids, who they can and can not play with, or where they are allowed to ride bikes, etc. in this neighborhood. We come from the same side of the tracks and I am NOT intimidated by you or your boppin head rolls and attitude from the door. Back the F up, and get yourself straight before you take it upon yourself to rattle your nonsense off to me. I would question ANYONE that ONLY listens to half the story and jumps off the handle. You can ask all the kids in the neighborhood if you want, but not ONE other child had a problem with what I said or did. YOU were it. So, with that being said. I have my eye on you and that damn BUMPASS that you pal around with. Im on to your games and your petty shit. Keep your kid on a leash, or better yet, take him with you on your many late night adventures. It will do us all a favor. Signed, ~me. (man I needed to get that out)
Posted on: Fri, 19 Sep 2014 02:56:40 +0000
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