I’ve got a sister, some ex’s and a couple of other folks who don’t speak to me. Not a big deal. I don’t wish any of them any ill will and tend to write it off as a cost of doing life’s business.
However, I do have one individual that I look forward to reading his obituary hopefully sooner than later. At the very top of my “Sure Happy It’s Thursday” list is my neighbor George whom I’ve lived across the street from for 30 plus years. George has been a total jerk throughout the years that I’ve been unfortunate enough to have known his clown ass. I’m not alone in this assessment either as other neighbors and anyone else cursed enough to know this miscreant, all say the same thing about him. When it comes to Adam Henry’s, George is numero uno.
Other than yelling and acting like a complete idiot to everyone he comes in contact with, George’s favorite past time is to call the police as they are the only folks who will talk to or interact with him and that’s only because they have to do so. Everyone else avoids him.
One of Duncan Lepper’s employees Kevin Adkins said to me when they were on the job “Damn J.Scott, it’s kind of exciting working down here. You never know when the cops are going to show up.” The latest waste of the deputies’ time was a response to George complaining that someone super glued the lock to his shed. Of course I’m the prime suspect. However, as I have maintained, it could not have been me because I’ve never been able to get superglue to do anything that I wanted it to do.
Guess it’s just another of those neighborly feud deals like the Hatfields/Mccoys. But when it comes to George and his well being, I’m a little like Elaine watching the English Patient – just die!