Seven Dolla Holla

Friday morning when I was leaving for work, the sign pictured below was on the front door.

Attention!!! $7.00 Dollars was Lost in the on the step or Hallway By #5 Please Have a good Heart and return it if you found it it was Bill money, please you don’t know how much just $7.00 Dollar means to my pay all my Bill off!!!      #5 Gina

Just to recap, we've had missing mail, stolen shoes, and now seven dollar dollars. There's just never a dull moment in GL!

Email

I received the following email today. We know nothing about the laundry, except:
1. Leaving your laundry in a public washing machine for 15ish hours = a bad idea
2. One resident is notorious for stealing items from neighbors, so she might be a good place to direct questions
3. "Found missing" makes no sense



Dear Resident,

We have been informed that a resident has had their laundry go missing from the washing machine in the laundry room. It was there yesterday around 2pm and was found missing this morning. Please let us know if you have any information regarding this incident. 

Thank you,
Megan
X Brokers

This Should've Been a Guest Post

I've been trying to get Lizzy to write a guest post here because she has been having a lot of interesting GL action lately, including the following:

• Gina borrowed 40 cents from her and attempted to repay her with a doughnut.
• NOLD showed her pictures of "the girls." She previously told me all about "the girls" who are apparently the only other lesbians she has ever met. She wondered if we knew them, and Lizzy said she had to "check the roster."
• An old "grody" man was asleep/passed out/unconscious on a lawn one block over.
• Gina rambled incoherently, as per usual.
• NOLD brought in an "all access pass" that she found on the sidewalk and gave it to Lizzy because she thought maybe it belonged to us. There are two problems with that idea: first, it clearly belongs to a child, and second, it has a name on it, and that name is not Lizzy or Jessi.

Sadly, Lizzy has not been enthusiastic about writing a guest post. However, she might dictate one for me.

Just Another Day in GL

GL goodness started early today. I could hear Gina outside talking to NOLD before I even got a bite of breakfast. I was hoping that she would be back inside before I left for the bus. She wasn't. I put in my earbuds and walked out the front door, wishing Gina and NOLD a nice day. I had some kind of awareness that Gina was talking to me, but I didn't want to risk missing the bus, so I kept walking. I couldn't hear her over the music. She followed me to the bus stop; I gave up and took out my earbuds. There was no bus in sight, but she asked if "that's the one that goes to the school." There are two bus routes that stop there, and they both go to the school. One is more direct than the other, but they both get there. I typically take whichever comes first. So, I said yes. She then indicated that she didn't want the one that goes to the school; she wants the "regular one." I told her that the next one that comes will go downtown on the way to the school, so that's probably the one she wants. She then talked to me the whole time I was waiting for the bus and talked to me all the way downtown until she got off of the bus. Again, her speech was tangential and peppered with loose associations. All I know for sure is that we covered the following topics: she almost caught some other bus but missed it, she has to have/did have another foot/feet surgery and is concerned about bleeding, her son wants her to cook collard greens for him, her son and his girlfriend are having relationship problems even though she thought things were going well, her son seems to be developing a drinking problem which Gina believes is connected to his unhealthy relationship with his girlfriend (which is directly contrary to her earlier statements about their good relationship), their family is "church going and devil fighting," and she knows someone who was in a car accident when drinking. She referred to "40's" several times with particular disdain, which leads me to believe that she may not actually know what a 40 is. I offered about 20 words during the course of the conversation that was not about the bus routes, and she did not seem bothered by that.

Tonight I also got to observe a special bit of GL entertainment. (BTW, Gina is talking to someone on speakerphone right outside of our window right now.) There were three older teenagers on the street. Two of them were on bikes, and the third one was on a skateboard. The skateboarder kept attempting tricks, but he had no skill. He then decided the best plan was to tie a rope to the back of one of the bikes and ride his skateboard down the hill, so he could do some kind of a trick when he hit a pothole. Bad Mom (who didn't seem to actually know him but was driving by) warned him that he was going to get hurt, and he replied that he already knew that. I saw them start this feat, but I cannot see far enough down the street to see the inevitably painful ending. I did just see an ambulance go by though, which I believe may be related to this disastrously bad idea.

The awesome thing about living in GL is that I just never know what I might see/hear/smell/experience next.