I AM ANGRY! Why do people behave like this? SMDH! On the second floor of the semi-detached building I live in, I have these neighbours who occupy the opposite apartment. A family of 9 children. I always refer to them as Resident Freeloaders, not really because of their number but because they were always borrowing stuff from me and never returning them, except I asked. They constantly borrowed stuff from Pressing iron, to matches, soap, water gallons, phone charger, bags, movies, etc; they never seems to have what they need. Averagely, they knocked on my door five times daily. This would have been probably normal if this was a poverty-stricken family. Far from it! First, they can afford the exorbitant rent of their 3-bedroom apartment; three of the children are in college; the man has a Mercedes Benz car he fuels daily; and at least thrice weekly, they sleep all night with their power generator on (yall know how expensive fuel is right now). Does that fit the description of a poor family? Absolutely not. So you wonder why they couldnt afford those cheap items they borrow from me. Me wey still dey struggle. I no even get generator sef. However, I try not to hold it against them. Perhaps theres an internal family issue Im not aware of, which results in the constant borrowing. So, I willingly give them; often with the instruction to return the returnable ones. For where! They never do. Much to my annoyance, I always had to go knock on their doors to take it back; which I still managed to do pleasantly — Sister, please let me borrow that my iron to press this shirt. I have a girl to impress today You know, jokes like that. We laugh. Tomorrow, I lend them again, hoping they would have the common sense to return them. Lai lai! Now fast-forward to a few days back. Remember the post I made days ago about going to work in casual clothes due to some unusual reasons? And a woman embarrassed me? This Resident Freeloader family caused that. About three days before that incident, I lent them my Pressing Iron as usual. They didnt return it before I left the house that morning, but I didnt mind. Id hoped to collect it when I return, but guess what I heard when I returned — THE ENTIRE FAMILY TRAVELLED TO THEIR HOMETOWN FOR A FUNERAL AND WONT BE BACK FOR A WEEK+! My iron was probably locked inside their apartment or they took it along. Make una dey see witchcraft oh! I was devastated. For someone like me who hates to borrow; it was a big dilenma. If I need something, Ill either buy it myself or go without. I hate feeling indebted. So for the next couple of days; since my formal clothes were rumpled, I settled for casual clothes and ultimately got embarrassed for it. smh! This morning, I came downstairs, suprised to see their vehicle. They were back. I stormed right back upstairs to their apartment, demanding explanation and apologies for their inconsiderate behaviour. I was fuming and I made no effort to conceal it. The anger has accumulated for too long; I had to let it off. Then youd expect the fat obnoxious woman to simply produce the Iron and apologise. No way! She raised her voice back at me, berating me for insulting her for a mere N2,000 iron. *sighs* Cyril, you have suffered! Despite my low voice and lean frame, in contrast to her XXXL frame and loud voice (I could swear that woman beats her man) I refused to be intimidated. I created a scene there; and in front of the few neighbours that gathered, took the family to the cleaners. I cussed. I raved. I stuttered. I felt bitter. I was hurt. Badly. After shouting to my satisfaction, I grabbed my Iron and sulked away; resolving to squash the sense of accomodation I mistakenly extended to these people. Its over! I would have nothing to do with these people anymore. They are parasitic ingrates, and I rue the day we became neighbours. I hope one of us packs out soon enough. Out of anger & frustration, I mistakenly spoilt my PC mouse and poured hot water on my legs. *hisses* Thanks to Zuckerberg for giving us a platform to rant and blow off steam, though. I feel a lot better simply by typing this. Writing can be quite therapaeutic. People go just dey annoy person. *long hiss*
Posted on: Wed, 10 Dec 2014 08:16:15 +0000
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