I just remembered something.
Months ago, when Mr. Hawthorne and I were going to the North Carolina Aquarium in Manteo for our wonderful cooking classes, we sat next to an absolute stranger.
A woman in her 60's-70's.
Somehow, someway, Frank's name came up.
Wish I could remember how, but I can't.
Anyways, this total stranger learned that we were Frank's new neighbors and he was building his new house right next to us.
Apparently, Frank used to live next to this lovely lady.
She turned to Mr. Hawthorne and me and point blank asked us,
"What do you think of this man?"
Mr. Hawthorne responded with, "I don't know the man."
I responded with, "As little as I possibly can."
The lady gave me a sly smirk and changed the subject.
This is very telling to me.
Someone I don't even know finds out I kind of know F-t-F and asks me a loaded question about him.
Apparently, his reputation precedes him.
He scares me now.
I've become paranoid.
Every morning now, when I take Dixie for her walk, I take my cell phone and my digital camera, just in case he might try to run Dixie and me down.
I know other neighbors have complained about his speeding down the 25 mph road, maybe 40-45 mph. I've actually had to pull off the road since he was taking his half down the middle.
I shouldn't have to live like this.
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I wonder if he's related to my neighbors.....
In my (brumblebrumblethirysomethingbrumble) years in this world, as I always love to study people, I have always found that people like FtF (and my nasty neighbors) are usually just grumbly people who are determined to go through life angry, pissed off and trying to make others miserable. And they like to throw you with the yelling and the angry as a defensive tactic... it shocks you so you find you can't respond at the time. When you finally DO respond at the time, they'll fold faster than Superman on laundry day and walk away as a shattered person (which doesn't mean they won't try the scare tactic again).
I like the Zen approach... confront them with equal to what they are throwing you and be aware, but don't play the revenge game. In the end... they are sad, miserable people who will go through life focusing on being sad, miserable people and they will die as lonely, disliked, sad, miserable people.
And, ya know, it couldn't ever hurt to call up Occifer Friendly and mention that your street might be a good place for a little "end of the month" speedtrap to reach the ticket quota. I'm just sayin'.
What mrsvjw said. And because it can't be said enough. Ftf is a sad, miserable excuse for a human being. Keep your camera and phone at the ready. Maybe you could videotape him speeding in the hood and show it to local law.
"And, ya know, it couldn't ever hurt to call up Occifer Friendly and mention that your street might be a good place for a little "end of the month" speedtrap to reach the ticket quota. I'm just sayin'."
I'd truly love to do that, mrsvjw, but with my luck, all 3 of my kids would be home that weekend and all 3 would get ticketed.
But wouldn't it be worth it if they caught FtF? There are some expenses you're willing to pay just to see others suffer....
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