I’ve decided that my neighbors are bat-shit crazy.
Exhibit A: As I was leaving my apartment to go to the grocery store, I saw an angry Korean man get out of his parked car and walk over to the passenger side. After opening up the passenger-side door, he pulled a woman (by her hair) out of the car onto the ground and started yelling at her as she yelled back in defense. These two gave new meaning to the expression, “Take it outside.”
Exhibit B: Late one night, I was doing some work on my laptop when I heard some yelling outside of my window. I poked my head outside and saw a Korean man and woman having a huge verbal fight on the street. I decided to ignore it in hopes they’d eventually stop, but they didn’t. The yelling got worse, and when I poked my head out a second time, I saw that the man had stripped down to nothing but his boxers! He then proceeded to take some papers out of his pants’ pockets, throw them on the ground, and set them on fire with a lighter. Um, can you say DRUNK?
Exhibit C: One night while working on my lesson plans, I decided to leave my apartment and head to the convenient store to get a soda for a quick caffeine boost. After making my purchase, I walked back to my apartment and saw a Korean man on the side of the street. I didn’t think much of him until I got closer and noticed him making a “jerking” motion with his right hand around his waist area. “What the hell is he doing?” I thought to myself until I got even closer to where he was standing and got a good look of exactly what he was doing: THE GUY WAS WHACKING OFF ON THE SIDE OF THE STREET RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY APARTMENT. Like, I actually saw his thing sticking out through his zipper hole while he went at it! Who does that!? I mean, if you’re going to jerk off on the side of the street, at least have the courtesy to do it in a dark alley where no one else can see. #scarredforlife
Like I said earlier: Bat. Shit. Crazy.