Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Jerry Springer moves into the neighborhood

Lots of drama at my apartment building in the last week, including some bisexual love quadralateral. Let me explain.

The neighbors downstairs moved out. The woman living downstairs is named Tina, and it took me several weeks to figure out if she was male or female. She is a lesbian, which is advertised by the rainbow flag hanging in the window.

Her and her roomie (gay male??--rainbow bracelets on hand) moved in around July. The became drinking buddies with the guy across the hall from me and his girlfriend.

So, the girlfriend told the neighbor downstairs that she was not really dating the guy upstairs, and that she was a lesbian, and he was trying to convince her to change her sexual orientation. So GF and Tina started fooling around. Also GF has a long time relationship with her roomie--who is also a woman. We will call her OW (other woman).

So, BF across the hall finds out that GF has been fooling around with Tina. So he starts visiting Tina and GF at work several times during the day. And yelling at Tina and roomie. And peeking in her ground level floor windows.

So they decide to move to another apartment in the complex. BF gets angry. Scares the folks moving. They call the police. And of course, this is the same time that I am getting home. Police are entering the apartment across the breezeway. GF says she is not sleeping with lesbian downstairs. Then Tina figures out that GF is really the problem, and manipulating everyone involved. DUH! So she goes into the details with me as I am heading back to the car to get out of DODGE until things have calmed down, "How could I have not been having sex with her if roomie had to turn up music to annoy whole complex because the noise of us having sex was too loud!" Policeman told her this was too much info for him moments earlier.

So I left. Dropped off mail. Sat in GROCERY WAREHOUSE parking lot for about a half hour and listened to the radio. Somehow GROCERY WAREHOUSE seemed a little less Jerry Springer last night, which as Sarah will tell you, and those CO people will know, is kinda saying a lot about our apartment complex drama.

7 comments:

Brea said...

Yikes! Sounds like my job . . .

rubyslipperlady said...

maybe you need to start looking for a better place to leave. don't ever mention this story again.

Friar Tuck said...

LOL

.: raven :. said...

i knew there was a reason that i didn't live in Colorado Springs ...

becca said...

You know, your apartment complex sounds strangely like the O.C... See, you *live* inside a soap opera, so it should be okay to watch one, eh? Eh? Eh? ;)

SUPER said...

Jerry Springer...or dead guy at Grocery Warehouse parking lot...I'd pick Jerry Springer. Still, too much drama either way. I tend to have enough of my own drama without everyone else's!

januea said...

LOL! That was too funny! That is something that would happen in my world! I am sure it amused me much more than it did you!