Sunday, September 29, 2013

Too much

I have seen quite a bit of The Saddest Boy Ever lately. His real name is Peter. He lives on the first floor of my building, and he is, quite literally, the neediest person I have ever met.

Earlier this week we rode the el together from downtown all the way to our neighborhood, and then we walked home from the train together. And it's hard. I have nothing to say to him. He complains about being on his feet all day. Can't help him with that. He complains about how much the train costs. Can't help him with that. He complains about the night time noise in the alley behind our building. Apparently one of our neighbors does her grocery shopping after midnight on a weeknight and awakens him as she and her sons haul their bags under his window as they enter the building.. A ha! I can help with that! I told him who to call to report it to the condo association! He doesn't have time for that. I told him that the association manager's email address is posted by the building elevator, so he can report it any time, day or night, at his own convenience. That's too much work, too.

Sigh. By the time I got home, I just wanted to collapse. Being around all that passive unhappiness is exhausting!

This evening we were doing laundry together. I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

He doesn't have a lot in his life and at times, I feel like reaching out to him. But I sense it would be like wearing an anchor. I'm a tough broad, true. But I feel he could really drag me down.

5 comments:

  1. While we have not met, I know who you are. Consider a conversation with this idiot and tell him your take. Let him know that you are not staying around to find out whether or not. Of anything. That way, you aren't avoid anymore (that bitch!) and you did the right thing...

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  2. It sucks when you are around people like that, doesn't it?

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  3. How sad . . . I wonder what has caused him to be so complacent in his unhappiness. It's tough to be around people like that as they can suck the energy right out of you.

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  4. it is even worse if one of them is a family member...sigh~~ can't get rid of one of your own...well i could but i won't.
    x0x0x0

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  5. i heard about the wreck with the trains...
    praying you were not on one of them!!
    x0x0x0

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