- Aug 24, 2001
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So there I was last Tuesday, outside loading up the minivan at 1AM as my wife and I were working hard to get our house ready for closing on Thursday. We had been packing and cleaning all night. Our two little ones were asleep on a blanket on the floor. I was ready to go home and ready to sleep in a bed at our new house.
My next door neighbor on the other hand had been standing outside all night drinking and thumping techno dance music from his car. Now I nicknamed him "Mule" a long time ago because he's Columbian/Puerto Rican and claims to make regular trips down to S. America and make $7,000/week. Yeah, you be the judge. Furthermore, this guy spent almost three years in jail and recently was cheating on his wife. I don't know why he was even at the house since his wife had kicked him out but there he was standing in the driveway and drinking Coronas.
So, I threw the last stuff of the night in the van and was walking back inside to bring my family out to the car when he walks up to me. He's clearly drunk so I decide to humor him a little thinking it won't take too long. And, it doesn't. Until that is we start walking away and he suddenly starts talking about how much his back hurts. For the next hour I listen to him tell and retell the same tale about the car wreck he and his wife had the week after he got out of jail. A tale where he couldn't remember his wife's name, his child's name, or the type of car he was driving. Through the whole thing he keeps pointing to his back and saying, "I'm fvcked uuuuuup" in the same way that a drunk Cheech Marin might.
If you were to break it down in terms of DVD releases, I heard about this car wreck in the original version, the extended cut, the director's cut, the extended director's cut, and the 10-year anniversary release edition with extra added deleted scenes. Then I got to hear about his time in prison, his trial, how much he hates the county cops and on and on. Of course, the cops were solely after him because he is latino...nevermind the drunk driving and multiple fake ids. :roll:
It was funny for the first 30 minutes and it was all I could do to hold in my laughter at him a number of times but my patience wore down quickly. It wasn't until I really started showing annoyance on my face that he realized it was time to go. Of course, it was about 2:15AM by that time....
I know you are probably wondering why I didn't just blow him off or say I had to go but I did say I needed to go at least 7 times. He was just too drunk and into his story-telling to notice. I also was trying not to piss him off because he was clearly agitated (learned the following day that his wife wouldn't let him get in bed with her - hence the drinking and standing outside all night) and I didn't want him trying to follow me inside or get into a fight with a drunk at 2AM.
God I'm so glad to be out of that neighborhood...
Cliffs:
1) Moving and putting last load in at 1AM
2) Drunk neighbor regales me with his drunken story of his bad back, car wreck, jail time, trial, and hatred for county cops who arrested him for drunk driving and multiple fake ids
3) "I'm fvcked up" repeated more times that I can count
4) I don't go to sleep until amost 3AM
5) No Profit
So there I was last Tuesday, outside loading up the minivan at 1AM as my wife and I were working hard to get our house ready for closing on Thursday. We had been packing and cleaning all night. Our two little ones were asleep on a blanket on the floor. I was ready to go home and ready to sleep in a bed at our new house.
My next door neighbor on the other hand had been standing outside all night drinking and thumping techno dance music from his car. Now I nicknamed him "Mule" a long time ago because he's Columbian/Puerto Rican and claims to make regular trips down to S. America and make $7,000/week. Yeah, you be the judge. Furthermore, this guy spent almost three years in jail and recently was cheating on his wife. I don't know why he was even at the house since his wife had kicked him out but there he was standing in the driveway and drinking Coronas.
So, I threw the last stuff of the night in the van and was walking back inside to bring my family out to the car when he walks up to me. He's clearly drunk so I decide to humor him a little thinking it won't take too long. And, it doesn't. Until that is we start walking away and he suddenly starts talking about how much his back hurts. For the next hour I listen to him tell and retell the same tale about the car wreck he and his wife had the week after he got out of jail. A tale where he couldn't remember his wife's name, his child's name, or the type of car he was driving. Through the whole thing he keeps pointing to his back and saying, "I'm fvcked uuuuuup" in the same way that a drunk Cheech Marin might.
If you were to break it down in terms of DVD releases, I heard about this car wreck in the original version, the extended cut, the director's cut, the extended director's cut, and the 10-year anniversary release edition with extra added deleted scenes. Then I got to hear about his time in prison, his trial, how much he hates the county cops and on and on. Of course, the cops were solely after him because he is latino...nevermind the drunk driving and multiple fake ids. :roll:
It was funny for the first 30 minutes and it was all I could do to hold in my laughter at him a number of times but my patience wore down quickly. It wasn't until I really started showing annoyance on my face that he realized it was time to go. Of course, it was about 2:15AM by that time....
I know you are probably wondering why I didn't just blow him off or say I had to go but I did say I needed to go at least 7 times. He was just too drunk and into his story-telling to notice. I also was trying not to piss him off because he was clearly agitated (learned the following day that his wife wouldn't let him get in bed with her - hence the drinking and standing outside all night) and I didn't want him trying to follow me inside or get into a fight with a drunk at 2AM.
God I'm so glad to be out of that neighborhood...
Cliffs:
1) Moving and putting last load in at 1AM
2) Drunk neighbor regales me with his drunken story of his bad back, car wreck, jail time, trial, and hatred for county cops who arrested him for drunk driving and multiple fake ids
3) "I'm fvcked up" repeated more times that I can count
4) I don't go to sleep until amost 3AM
5) No Profit
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