last month a new couple moved into apartment 3A (above us). a guy and a girl, and i'm not sure if they are married or just living together.
they have an itty bitty pug dog that bentley freaks out over every time he sees it from afar or smells it outside or hears it in the hallway.
i see them walk the dog together sometimes.
i know what her name is. i haven't formally met either of them, but i know her name is Isabel. how do i know that? the walls are thin. the walls are thin and when they...well.....they're vocal about it. he cheers her on when she's doing a good job. she just screams and squeals. so i don't know his name.
sometimes i think about saying "hey isabel, what's up?" when they walk past with their dog. she always smiles at me, but i think it would startle her if i knew her name. tee hee.
5 comments:
Wow Suzin! Sounds like there are downsides to moving into anapartment!
i look at it as a "quirk." it's really not so bad.
I look at it as entertainment. This is material for sitcoms. Thanks for the phonecall the other weekend. HA. I was just thinking about Isabel today, to tell you the truth.
I also have an idea... The Crappa Tracka may have died, but its method & mathematical devices shall live on!
what does that mean?!
i didnt revive it because i'd feel really stupid doing that by myself. not that i didn't feel somewhat stupid before: there was strength in numbers.
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