Life in a northern town
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hel_anaWell.. village, perhaps.
I have one of those neighbours now. You know.. knows everything about everyone, makes sure to speak every time she sees you, has a very doily-intense apartment with a arts'n'craftsy bunny outside the door, very small town-y. One night during the move, real_jayde and I had finished taking a load from Kitchener to the new apartment, and were going to eat something at the Irish pub next door. As I was about to lock the door, That Neighbour wandered up with a screwdriver in hand, because she'd loaned some blind brackets (or screws) to the previous tenants. I just looked at her and said "why don't you just go on in, get the brackets, and I'll lock up the apartment after I finish eating?", meanwhile mentally finishing up with "because you know you want to take a look around, and it'll be easier for you if I'm not there". One of my co-workers pointed out that she's probably regretting looking around so soon, since most everything was still in sealed boxes.
On a walk I took on Saturday night, I ran into her on the way out of town as she was "walking" her daschund. Her opening conversational gambit was "Why don't you own a cat?" After I instinctively threw up the allergy defense, she said "Well, that's a good reason I guess". Apparently it was all in the service of finding homes for a member of a litter of kittens living around a building across the street. I'm guessing that if I'd told her my heart belongs to a little calico miss in St. Petersburg, she'd have pressed the case further.
I have the suspicion that many will be the stories I'll tell, now that I've moved in. At least it'll keep you lot entertained.
I have one of those neighbours now. You know.. knows everything about everyone, makes sure to speak every time she sees you, has a very doily-intense apartment with a arts'n'craftsy bunny outside the door, very small town-y. One night during the move, real_jayde and I had finished taking a load from Kitchener to the new apartment, and were going to eat something at the Irish pub next door. As I was about to lock the door, That Neighbour wandered up with a screwdriver in hand, because she'd loaned some blind brackets (or screws) to the previous tenants. I just looked at her and said "why don't you just go on in, get the brackets, and I'll lock up the apartment after I finish eating?", meanwhile mentally finishing up with "because you know you want to take a look around, and it'll be easier for you if I'm not there". One of my co-workers pointed out that she's probably regretting looking around so soon, since most everything was still in sealed boxes.
On a walk I took on Saturday night, I ran into her on the way out of town as she was "walking" her daschund. Her opening conversational gambit was "Why don't you own a cat?" After I instinctively threw up the allergy defense, she said "Well, that's a good reason I guess". Apparently it was all in the service of finding homes for a member of a litter of kittens living around a building across the street. I'm guessing that if I'd told her my heart belongs to a little calico miss in St. Petersburg, she'd have pressed the case further.
I have the suspicion that many will be the stories I'll tell, now that I've moved in. At least it'll keep you lot entertained.
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Date: 2007-08-13 09:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-13 09:11 pm (UTC)Now we know
Date: 2007-08-14 09:13 am (UTC)Re: Now we know
Date: 2007-08-14 11:08 am (UTC)Yup, small town alright...
Date: 2007-08-13 09:47 pm (UTC)Otherwise, are you unpacked yet?!?!
:) Heather
Re: Yup, small town alright...
Date: 2007-08-14 11:06 am (UTC)Are you new?