The Devil’s brother
My neighbour Rick reckons he is the brother of the devil. Just to make sure that the rest of the block of units is aware of his family lineage he has drawn two sixes besides the No. six of his front door.
Four foot tall, weighing about 40 kilos and covered in tatts he also tells me he once worked for ASIO.
Matted long brown hair and a beard that covers almost all his face except for his fading blue eyes, he also reckons he began his career as a police officer.
He told me he chucked in his career “cause he was sick of the “whole cop bullshit thing.” Besides he claims he is a millionaire and prefers to now “live a life of luxury” in Marrickville.
Generally Rick is harmless. Occassionally, however, he is prone to bouts of torment.
You know when this will happen when he has is door unusually opened. Loud music blares and sporadically he will walk out the door and shout FUUUUCKKK, then walk inside. It normally happens throughout the day and well into the night.
I first met Rick on the front lawn of my units. He was sitting on the grass drinking a bottle of Jim Beam. He had a bit of class at least, as he drank with a glass. He asked my name and then immediately fell in love with me. That’s not unusual as most phycopaths do.
Months followed with love letters left at my door. They were brief but straight to the point.
One time he told me that if anyone was to tell me to fuck off he would be happy to take out his shotgun and “shoot them in the face.”
Nice.
I knew things were going to go a bit of out control when he professed his love for me while I was hanging out my clothes on our Hills Hoist.
Then and there I knew I had to put a stop to it. It took a while for Rick to get the message. I had to persistently decline his offers to go to the movies or up the road for a drink and would scurry into my unit when his was door opened. Finally I achieved my aim.
Now Rick doesn’t hassle me as much. He is now interested in Emily who has just moved in next door to me.
Four foot tall, weighing about 40 kilos and covered in tatts he also tells me he once worked for ASIO.
Matted long brown hair and a beard that covers almost all his face except for his fading blue eyes, he also reckons he began his career as a police officer.
He told me he chucked in his career “cause he was sick of the “whole cop bullshit thing.” Besides he claims he is a millionaire and prefers to now “live a life of luxury” in Marrickville.
Generally Rick is harmless. Occassionally, however, he is prone to bouts of torment.
You know when this will happen when he has is door unusually opened. Loud music blares and sporadically he will walk out the door and shout FUUUUCKKK, then walk inside. It normally happens throughout the day and well into the night.
I first met Rick on the front lawn of my units. He was sitting on the grass drinking a bottle of Jim Beam. He had a bit of class at least, as he drank with a glass. He asked my name and then immediately fell in love with me. That’s not unusual as most phycopaths do.
Months followed with love letters left at my door. They were brief but straight to the point.
One time he told me that if anyone was to tell me to fuck off he would be happy to take out his shotgun and “shoot them in the face.”
Nice.
I knew things were going to go a bit of out control when he professed his love for me while I was hanging out my clothes on our Hills Hoist.
Then and there I knew I had to put a stop to it. It took a while for Rick to get the message. I had to persistently decline his offers to go to the movies or up the road for a drink and would scurry into my unit when his was door opened. Finally I achieved my aim.
Now Rick doesn’t hassle me as much. He is now interested in Emily who has just moved in next door to me.
1 comment:
This reminds me of ricardos ex-roomate who we once came home to discover had climbed the roof and pulled off the tv antenna as he said he was being controlled by 'them' via the tv...
soon after he started roaming the hallway at night and mumbling to himself in a different voice...my late night toilet runs ceased from then on. Not long after he left we found out hadnt been taking his pills for months.. he was a schizophrenic..
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