So, it’s midnight. That means it’s officially Wednesday – aka, the day my neighborhood loses its damn mind.
I hear a car running outside. When I look out of my window, I see two police cruisers in the street and an unmarked cop car on the side of the building.
Then there’s stomping in the hallway, and Yesina screaming,
Yesina: “DON’T TAKE THE BABY!”
Update: now a guy (Yesina’s rabid looking boyfriend?) is swearing like a sailor…at a cop…
Cop: “We got a call that there was a fight, and four people involved…”
They went outside. Now the cops are yelling…one of the Tibetans from across the street is already posted:
Update #2: The cop has someone handcuffed.
Cop: “What’s your name?”
(Male) Arrestee: “I didn’t do nothing!”
Cop: “What is your name?”
Arrestee: “You don’t need my name. I’m fucking handcuffed you can do what you want!”
Cop #2: “I think we need to teach him a lesson in following instructions.”
Arrestee: “I don’t need no fucking instructions!”
“Cop: I can see you!”
Cop: “You wanna take pictures? Eh?”
Yes. I’m going to take pictures, officer. This is the second week in a row y’all have stormed my building and kept me up when I have a 8:30am Wills & Trusts class the next day. I am therefore going to take a picture for the blog. Smile, and deal with it.
Update #3: The light is still flashed into my apartment, so I’m over being a peeping Tom…but now Yesina is outside:
Yesina: “I’m not even fucking resisting man! What you got to do that for?
(Cop says something I can’t make out)
Yesina: “No, you’re stupid!”
Cop: “Because you’re a piece of shit!”
I then hear the click of handcuffs. Now someone else is screaming… I’m over this. Time to go to bed.
WOW, that’s crazy lol.
I liked the part about the cop asking “You wanna take pictures, eh?”
Haha, really, he should deal with it. Poor you, I would be mad too if they woke me up while I needed sleep.
I’d laugh if he stumbled upon this post.
My apartment was flood-lit for an hour after that.
Seriously, your neighborhood is CRAZY.
I know…fail.
Oh, Yesina. Sounds like she’s having a rough month… you too. Haha.
But they didn’t take my baby away…
There are apartments for rent in my neighborhood where the excitement is usually whatever is happening at the Birchwood Cafe. Much less blog-fodder though!
Birchwood Cafe looks so pleasant! Haha. We have Spyhouse and Cafetto!
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