floatingleaf: (slightly mental)
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I got a little funny story today. There is this elderly lady living in the studio two floors below mine - not that old, really, maybe in her fifties, but acting a little strange sometimes, as though she didn't have a very firm grip on reality. Maybe because she's lonely, and seems to have been so for years and years. When I first met her, she freaked me out a bit... and pretty soon I figured out that the other neighbors seem to be avoiding her too. She once came up to my door, for no apparent reason, and stood there rambling disjointedly for about a half hour or more, because I didn't really want to invite her in for a cup of tea, but also didn't want to be rude and tell her to go away. She always does that when we meet on the stairway too - just starts talking and talking like she would never stop, and I just stand there like the nice girl I supposedly am, politely trying to pretend I care what she has to say (I'm not the type to randomly talk to strangers for hours, it's always made me rather uncomfortable). Anyway... today she came up again, to ask about something I couldn't help her with - or maybe it was just an excuse to talk to someone, because as she admitted herself, I was the only one who opened the door (I had loud music on, so obviously she knew I was here - otherwise I probably wouldn't have opened either). So we stood there chatting for a while, and she complimented me on my hair (the intense red dye has washed out a bit, but it still looks nice). I smiled and thanked her, trying to appear grateful, but really just waiting for her to go back to her place and leave me alone. And then - I don't know... maybe the strain somehow showed on my face, because suddenly she said, putting a hand forward as if in defence: "I'm not gay. My husband died, see, I still have the wedding band... I'm not weird or anything". To which I smiled VERY wide and said: "That's OK. No problem whatsoever." Soon after that, she was gone. I locked the door and almost doubled up in helpless laghter. Yeah... she's not weird. Not at all. Not her. *headshake* On second thoughts, maybe I should have smiled even wider and answered: "Well... I AM." Maybe that would have scared her off for good. Next time she comes to pester me, I just might do that. *snort*

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Date: 2008-01-21 02:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] oceansecrets2.livejournal.com
You're right - I think that would send her knocking on someone else's door instead!

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Date: 2008-01-21 06:13 am (UTC)

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Date: 2008-01-21 03:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gairid.livejournal.com
There is this elderly lady living in the studio two floors below mine - not that old, really, maybe in her fifties

*wince* So--does that make me elderly? *cries*


(But still a funny story!)

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Date: 2008-01-21 06:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] floatingleaf.livejournal.com
does that make me elderly?

Probably not. I think that way of her, because she sometimes tends to act as though she were getting senile - in other words, acts much older than she looks.
Judging by your posts, you aren't anywhere near that stage, mentally, so I don't perceive you as old at all.;)

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Date: 2008-01-21 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] willys-digs.livejournal.com
*cackles* You're so evil! LOL

hugs

Jo

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Date: 2008-01-21 06:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] floatingleaf.livejournal.com
Am I?... You see, the funny thing is that I really AM gay (or bisexual, if you take my obvious fascination with Viggo as proof of het leanings, lol). And whenever someone self-righteously assures me that they aren't, I just feel like saying: "Well, that's a pity... but don't worry, I really am quite open minded, you know." ;P

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Date: 2008-01-21 06:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] willys-digs.livejournal.com
Well, I wasn't insinuating, BUT it was a great way to scare her off. *g*

hugs

Jo
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