Wow so someone who I thought was a totally cool and friendly neighbor went to crazy town this weekend. And I'm so thankful that I have read enough stories here on E-hell to have given me some sense of what to do in this situation that I would not have normally had (I'm so gullible sometimes).
So my neighbor and I have exchanged favors a few times in the past (I gave her a ride on a snowy day, she helped me unload my car) so it wasn't that unusual when she stopped by Sunday to ask me for a ride so she could get medical supplies for her son (she has a 7 month old who is a premie with some issues plus a 3 yo). I wasn't busy and agreed to do it. What she described as a simple trip ended up being quite a few stops which was annoying, but she paid me enough to cover the gas, so it was no big deal. I thought this would be the end of the story.
Boy was I wrong. Monday after work she stops by again. (I'd like to add I always know when its her at the door because she knocks then pushes the doorbell several times waits a few seconds and starts again) She wants a ride again and gives me this long sob story about her sister being evicted, something about a cab and lost $150 and a cell phone. I'd picked up on the pattern by then and said I was not available to give her a ride. When she pressed for more details I said I had somewhere to be. Then she asked if I could at least spot her a few dollars for the bus. Do you ever do something and immediately regret it? That is how I felt $5 and an un-necessary car trip later. She was gone by the time I got back, but I had a feeling I would be seeing her again soon now that I had caved in once.
Little did I know how soon. Last night (aka tuesday morning) at 3 am she came pounding on my door again. I tried to just ignore it but it was clear that she was not going away. So I answered the door and she asked me for $5 and gave some story about her grandma being on dialysis and said she would pay me back the next day. I was so shocked that she would wake me up in the middle of the night for $5 that all I could say was 'I'm afraid that won't be possible' and I closed the door.
I wasn't even until I told my coworkers the story this morning that I realized how crazy this is. Who does that? Seriously, how could the $5 be that important. Then I had to wait all day to share the story with e-hell. Hope you enjoy it.