Cussedness

Well, after I made this morning's post I left on disabled transit to get my groceries and refill my meds. For the last two days I've been having problems with one of the resident lunatics. He's mildly retarded and violent as well as schizophrenic. His champions are the owner of the building and the "landlord" who runs it. Anyway, Let's call him Hoss to protect the guilty. For the last two days he has been calling me names "slut and murderer among them". His current delusion is that I murdered his son. Except that he never had a son. Then today he tried to poke my eyes out with his keys. Clearly he's off his meds again. I lost it and ridiculed his accusations. Not much else to do since the powers that be won't do anything about him. Hoss really belongs in a home for the mentally disfunctional.

I let him get awfully close with those keys before I reacted and blocked him with my cane. I may have one bum leg, but I can still move. Then he backed off snarling. About that time a sane male showed up and Hoss followed him into a different part of the building, accusing him of the same stuff he was me.

Two years ago, Hoss was ambushing me in the hallways trying to force me to smell his cum stained underwear and accusing me of being a prostitute. Go to my website and take a good look at me. You'll find that I'm a butch and not at all appetizing.

Between the incident with the underwear and the current one was the dangerous weapon cat episode. I was an onlooker for that one. Sam was in the laundry room which is across from my apartment when I heard shouting, followed by the shrieks of a cat. I went out to see what was going on as I had a rep for breaking up fights in the building at the time (now its just too much trouble, if they want to kill each other fine). Hoss had hold of a cat that had escaped from one of the apartments and was hitting Sam in the face with it. Every time the cat struck Sam, it dug its claws into Sam's face and tried to hold on in order to get free. The cops were called and a seriously tough woman cop showed up. I verified that I had witnessed it. It took weeks for a judge to rule on whether a cat constituted a dangerous weapon. The judgment came down that, yes, a cat could under special circumstances be considered a dangerous weapon. However, since Hoss is crazy he cannot be held accountable for his actions. SIGH

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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Grumpy Read/Post Comments (3) Share on Facebook		2004-02-04 3:51 PM Part two of a long day Well, after I made this morning's post I left on disabled transit to get my groceries and refill my meds. For the last two days I've been having problems with one of the resident lunatics. He's mildly retarded and violent as well as schizophrenic. His champions are the owner of the building and the "landlord" who runs it. Anyway, Let's call him Hoss to protect the guilty. For the last two days he has been calling me names "slut and murderer among them". His current delusion is that I murdered his son. Except that he never had a son. Then today he tried to poke my eyes out with his keys. Clearly he's off his meds again. I lost it and ridiculed his accusations. Not much else to do since the powers that be won't do anything about him. Hoss really belongs in a home for the mentally disfunctional. I let him get awfully close with those keys before I reacted and blocked him with my cane. I may have one bum leg, but I can still move. Then he backed off snarling. About that time a sane male showed up and Hoss followed him into a different part of the building, accusing him of the same stuff he was me. Two years ago, Hoss was ambushing me in the hallways trying to force me to smell his cum stained underwear and accusing me of being a prostitute. Go to my website and take a good look at me. You'll find that I'm a butch and not at all appetizing. Between the incident with the underwear and the current one was the dangerous weapon cat episode. I was an onlooker for that one. Sam was in the laundry room which is across from my apartment when I heard shouting, followed by the shrieks of a cat. I went out to see what was going on as I had a rep for breaking up fights in the building at the time (now its just too much trouble, if they want to kill each other fine). Hoss had hold of a cat that had escaped from one of the apartments and was hitting Sam in the face with it. Every time the cat struck Sam, it dug its claws into Sam's face and tried to hold on in order to get free. The cops were called and a seriously tough woman cop showed up. I verified that I had witnessed it. It took weeks for a judge to rule on whether a cat constituted a dangerous weapon. The judgment came down that, yes, a cat could under special circumstances be considered a dangerous weapon. However, since Hoss is crazy he cannot be held accountable for his actions. SIGH Currently Reading: Recommended Reading: Read/Post Comments (3) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top