Monday, August 22, 2011

In Which It Would Kind Of Make Sense

I wrote about my neighbors on the first floor of my building not too long ago, and how I thought they were hoarders. Since I wrote that post I haven't been able to catch a peek into their apartment for more than a second or two. Their hoarding behavior hasn't changed at all, but some recent developments and observations have made my opinion of them shift a little. 

The lady downstairs has a son. He is, in a word, obese. Their SUV has a special steering wheel that looks like it was taken from a golf cart, which I can only assume is so he can fit behind it in the driver's seat. I've only seen him a couple of times, once when he was shuffling down the hallway to the mailbox, and the other when he left in the SUV. I was cooking lunch on the grill on our second floor porch, and I watched him climb into the car and leave. He wasn't gone very long, but what he came back with is what made my thought pattern change.

He pulled from the back of the SUV two jugs of chemicals, a paper bag that was obviously heavy by the way he lifted it, and a stack of plastic seed trays. After looking over both shoulders cautiously, he grabbed everything and went inside. 

Perhaps I've watched a bit too much TV, but I don't think I'd be alone in mentioning the first thing that came to my mind. You know, the possibility that he's growing a certain something that is often used for medicinal purposes.

Maybe he's just trying to find a better way to grow tomatoes indoors. Maybe he's trying to kill his mother's plants. The things he bought could have been for a multitude of innocent purposes, but I instantly went with something in the completely opposite direction. If my suspicions are true, though, it would give better purpose to the repeated, short, late-night trips he takes in their SUV. We do live in a neighborhood frequented by the police, after all.

After writing about this, I have to wonder. If I think things like this about people I don't know, what do other people think about me?

Happy Monday, folks.


Jasmine said...

I would not doubt it! Just keep a look out.

ComfyMom~Stacey said...

My mind went right there too. But it could be handy should you ever develop glaucoma.

WJ said...

I think we have all been convinced by the media that everyone is a murder, rapist, terrorist, or drug lord. So we have gotten to the point where at the least we don't trust strangers if we don't just flat out hate them. Our most common interaction is usually horns and fingers on the roadways. I generally try not to stick my nose into things that don't concern me so that I'm not so quick to judge.

Jasmine said...

What goes on in your neighborhood is a concern to you, especially if you have children to worry about.

camerabanger said...

Yeah...what WJ said.

Writer Ninja said... how about them hydroponics these days? (Don't worry, I thought the same thing.)

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