The battle with my neighbors finally got to me last night. I spent the evening in tears because of what happened yesterday afternoon.
I was walking back from my friends house with me youngest son, and saw my neighbor (Stupid Girl) and her friends (The Black Elk Bitches) sitting across the street in someone's front yard. As I was walking up my driveway, Stupid Girl stands up, points and me, and yells "Look at her. She's such a stupid fucking bitch. She fucking called to complain about a alarm clock going off. how fucking pathetic. What fucking bitch" Then they (the entire group) all started laughing and clapping. My son said "are they talking about you, mom?". I said I didn't know, but that we should probably just ignore them and keep on walking...I didn't want to tell him that they were, that would just have upset him. So, we came inside, and I went down to my bedroom and cried.
My tears were mainly out of frustration. I wanted so badly to go over there and confront her when she yelled like that - but that would have been a mistake. If she's immature enough to resort to name calling in front of her cronies ...then my asking her what the hell her problem is wouldn't have done any good at all. I'm not going to get into a screaming match in the street, unlike her I have more self respect than that. I had to let her get her dig in, and I had to just walk away.
You know, I don't know what else I was supposed to deal with the alarm clock situation (for those of you who don't know, these people went away for a few days and left their alarm clock set for 3am. It's positioned directly against the dividing wall of our bedrooms, and it woke me up 2 nights in a row before I complained. It started at 3, and went until 0530-ish before it turned itself off) All I did was call DB's supervisor to see if anyone could go in and turn it off. That's what she cussed at me for.
I'm not letting that behaviour go unmentioned though. I have 'Dumb Boy' (her husband)'s duty phone number. I know who his supervisor is. I'm calling him on Monday morning to tell him about this. I don't deserve to be treated like that, no-one does.
I'm reminding myself that I only have to live here for 4 more days, then I can move on...but I pity the people that move in after me.
They don't know what they're getting into.
P.S....this isn't the right thing to do, but....we're staying in Billeting on Wednesday night. I think I might just 'forget' our clock radio. I also think that I might set it for 2 am and place it right up against the bedroom wall, turned up to full volume. I think I might see how they like a taste of their own medicine....