There is a lovely elderly woman in my apartment building. She is very sweet, and uses a walker, and is very confused about who lives behind my door.
A couple of weeks ago, I was in my apartment having lunch. I heard the door knob turn, and to my surprise, the elderly woman just walked right in. Our eyes met, she said 'oh dear, oh, so sorry, I thought this was the garbage shoot.', then she closed the door and walked away.
This past week, she has knocked on my door three times to 'give a man a paper'. The first time I answered, and she said. 'So sorry, I thought a man lived here and I promised him the newspaper.'
The second time, I answered the door with the phone to my ear. She whispered, 'oh, sorry, I thought a man lived here'. I saw the newspaper on her walker seat.
The third time, I did not answer because I was napping. Then found a sticky note under the door. It said, 'I have a paper for you, I am in apt $%#.' So I went over to her apartment to return the sticky note and to explain that she has the wrong apartment. She asked me if I knew 'where the elderly man lives'. Sadly, I do not.
I think she has a crush on the 'elderly man'. She has promised him the paper, and is making huge efforts to see that he receives it. How sweet is she? He better appreciate her and be nice to her, or I will be pissed.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
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sweet or senile? You decide...
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