I try to keep this lighthearted and see the good in living here. But the other night I was truly terrified. I haven't ever really felt scared being here and I personally didn't feel threatened but still...it was a scary night. It was about 1am and I was getting ready for bed when I heard what I thought was my upstairs neighbor (sometimes he walks really heavy or it sounds like he is working out and so I kinda thought it was that...but it was 1am...) And then I heard some man scream, "HELP ME". There was more rustling around and banging on walls and another: SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME! This repeated one more time before I heard my resident manager's voice saying that he had called the police and they were on the way. A little bit later I heard the police come in and escort the man out. I still have no idea what happened to the man but obviously something horrible if he was yelling for his life. Aside from horror films, I've never heard anyone so scared and yelling for help like that. So if you're the praying type - he could probably use a couple of your prayers. Poor fella.
On a lighter note, I was out the other night and met a group of people in town for a convention and we were walking from one bar to another and apparently, I told them, "Don't worry about the homeless people, you just have to nudge them to make sure they're still alive."
I'm classy, what can I say?
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