The War at Home – Part Deux

Yes, this is a continuation from my previous <a href=”http://blog.cleveland.com/cluelessnewlywed/2008/10/the_war_at_home.html”>War at Home</a> post because after this happened, it’s apparent that the war has only just begun…
The day after my landlord, (and then my husband,) confronted the neighbors upstairs about our “slight annoyances” with how they handle their kids and their overall laziness, something else happened which made the (insert the four-lettered word for “feces” that starts with an “S”) hit the fan.
There was a fight.  I’m talking name-calling, cell-phone throwing, pushing and shoving, threatening with foul language kind of fight.  Yep, it was a good old-fashioned “he said, she said” disagreement.  The kind of argument that started because of something small and got way out of hand–So out of hand that the cops were called, and someone ended up handcuffed and sitting in the back seat of a police cruiser.
I know you’re all thinking it, but no, my husband did not get arrested last week.  And neither did I.  In fact, neither did my neighbors.
Huh?
Granted, there was a fight (the couple upstairs), the cops were called (by a concerned neighbor who happened to hear the fight), and our neighbors’ friend was arrested (what for, I don’t know.)
That’s strike two…

Yes, this is a continuation from my previous War at Home post because after this happened, it’s apparent that the war has only just begun…

The day after my landlord, (and then my husband,) confronted the neighbors upstairs about our “slight annoyances” with how they handle their kids and their overall laziness, something else happened which made the (insert the four-lettered word for “feces” that starts with an “S”) hit the fan.

There was a fight.  I’m talking name-calling, cell-phone throwing, pushing and shoving, threatening with foul language kind of fight.  Yep, it was a good old-fashioned “he said, she said” disagreement.  The kind of argument that started because of something small and got way out of hand–So out of hand that the cops were called, and someone ended up handcuffed and sitting in the back seat of a police cruiser.

I know you’re all thinking it, but no, my husband did not get arrested last week.  And neither did I.  In fact, neither did my neighbors.

Huh?

Granted, there was a fight (the couple upstairs), the cops were called (by a concerned neighbor who happened to hear the fight), and our neighbors’ friend was arrested (what for, I don’t know.)

That’s strike two…

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CluelessMe.com is written by Nikki Flores, a clueless girl who lives in Littleton, Colorado and blogs about how clueless she really is when it comes to life's crazy adventures. She writes in an honest, open, and sometimes witty voice. In other words, she keeps it real, raw, and completely relatable.
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