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Going For The Juggular
Well, it's almost midnight as I write this and tonight has been a weird
twist on a very fucked up week. The manager is desperately nailing the
doorjamb of the apartment upstairs and across the way from me back
together. The cops have been busy since 7 and my neighbor is still
running his jaw incriminating himself - the stupid bastard.



I got home from a professional conference at about 6:30 to find my wife
and my neighbors and my neighbor's niece distraught and phoning the
police. Apparently the evicted former neighbors I bitched about this
spring had broken into my upstairs neighbors apartment loudly with two
witnesses, my wife and my next door-neighbor's niece. The story is
something like this:



My wife see's our shady former neighbors head for the building we live
in and immediately goes home, because they were fucking thugs. Our two
black neighbors and a white friend, the lookout, go up the stairs. My
wife thinks they are visiting our upstairs neighbor, a friend of theirs
as far as we knew. Our neighbor's niece is walking their dog. the white
guy says, I'm allergic to dogs" and she goes off around the building.
By the time she got back they had kicked the door in and both people
see them sprinting off with flats of plants and a box of jewelry. The
niece sees them stuff the plants and loot into the trunk of a gold car
that has been backed in and then shut it and take off. My wife goes
looking for "greg" our neighbor who has been ripped off and sees the
doorjamb cracked and some 7 pointed leaves on the ground. At this point
the neighbors come out, then 5 minutes later I get home while my wife
is calling the police.



I was skeptical, and didn't think my neighbor was that stupid. Well I
went up the stairs and flip over a leaf to find some bud I would have
drooled over back when I was using. At that point we said well it's
down to whoever shows up first, the cops or Greg. Thirty seconds after
that is said, 3 cruisers roll up, one unmarked. I warn the cops about
the bud on the steps, and one (a cadet) says " Holy shit is that
real?". The other one is like yup. They knock on the door, and ask for
"Greg" , then walk in. More curses of amazement come out, followed by
the reek of unmitigated fresh, ripe bud. At this point I go get the
manager and tell him that Greg has been busted, his apartment broken
into, and that we think it was some former tenants.



As things develop over the next hour, the stupidity of the situation
becomes apparent. The thuggish former tenants and Greg had been smoking
buddies, a few months back. Then they had a falling out that I didn't
know about. Greg had apparently been threatened that the old tenant
would "get him". Plus, the dumb bastards had used their own car for the
burglary. Finally, the upstairs apartment was a pit of filth and shame
in addition to being a small grow op. They had to call hazmat cleaners,
and it took an hour for them to get there and 2 hours of thumping and
banging to clean up. During this process a 5 foot high pile of
hydroponics gear was accumulated, including a 55 gallon plastic barrel.
None of the cops thought he would come back, or if he did he would turn
around and leave when he saw the cruisers and all the pickups and the
hazmat truck. They cleared his parking spot just in case.



They were almost done when he showed up, too shitfaced drunk to park
his truck straight. The manager was sent for again, and Greg was
arrested, whereupon he ran his jaw for an hour, and I heard him
incriminate himself twice while I was briefly outside.



I kind of feel sorry for Greg, but being an alcoholic pothead will come
to an end, or at least a shitty new low sometime, in some way. The
other guy I hope they find and throw in prison because he was and is an
asshole. Still, Greg did every stupid thing you could possibly do but
fight the cops and he will be in deep shit for sure. I wonder if I
should recommend him a treatment facility because I bet he'll need to
do that to avoid felonies.



Ah well I should get some sleep. Too bad, the guy was nice but for being an active addict.
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Country:  United States
State/Province: Nevada
City:  Las Vegas
Story Views:  415
Time Submitted:  10/04/08 20:00:54
Current Rating:  1.0000
Current # of Votes:  1
Genre:  Comedy
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