Through the Window
The skies were overcast, but the weather was in the high 60’sF, so I had my windows open and this came through:
Man: “Hon, do we have an E.T.A. on lunch?”
Woman: “Eat this, Jerk Wad!”
Man: “Ouch! Hey! What is it?” There was laughter is his voice. “And what’s with you?”
Woman, angry: “It’s an eviction notice!”
Man, exasperated, “It is not. It’s a warning.”
Woman: “Yeah, well, it will be an eviction notice if you don’t control your brother and his stereo.”
Man: “I’ll talk to him. Come here.”
Silence.
Man, hopefully: “Lunch?”
Woman, laughing: “It’s not on my to-do list.”
Man, still hopeful: “Pootang?”
Woman, drily: “You’ve got a better chance of getting lunch.”
Woman, giggling and shrieking: “Stop!”
Man: “Hey, come back here!”
More giggling, and a door slams.
16 Comments
You have to stop listening to your neighbors or keep reporting.
Dr. John, lisening when it comes ino my house is accepable — going out and standing under their windows is an entirely different matter!
Across the road from my house is a forest, on one side of my house is a stand of trees, in the back is what we in Newfoundland call a small pond, but is elsewhere called a small lake. My closest neighbor is separated from me by a line of trees. I am a happy man.
Mike
Whatcha talkin’ about, Mike? My neighbors are more fun then cable.
What interesting neighbors you have, the only thing I hear from my neighbors (the Landlord and his wife) are their cats running across the hardwood floors above me and the Landlord’s Sax from time to time.
Forgot to mention my answers to the quiz I posted earlier are now posted. Go have a boo, and see how if you took the quiz you would have done.
Bill – move into a trailer court, hen you’ll hear plenty from your neighbors. And I’ll be by in a few.
I’m glad your jotting these down Quilly… you’ll need them when you write your novel. I don’t get such interesting little tidbits through my windows…. just cheaps and twitters… the occasional lawn mower… very peaceful… but no blog fodder!
This was sweet. Ah, to be young enough to actually attempt pootang before fueling up with lunch….
Kat — what do you want to bet he got both?
your neighbourhood is certainly not boring… 🙂
I think all neighborhoods are like this Polona. I just get to hear mine because I don’t drown it out with TV, stereo, or radio.
Ah, true romance.
Nessa — it was.
Quilly, how funny. I’d feel like a voyeur! Here in our ‘over 55 RV park’ – even though we’re in very close proximaty with our neighbors – we never overhear anything.
Jackie – by the time folks reach your age they realize stuff like that shouldn’t be done outside under other people’s windows!
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