Hick's Harem Hijinks

Hick had just sat down with a bowl of pasta shells and a breadstick on Thursday evening when his phone rang. I could hear the ranting while Hick held it to his ear. Maybe it was just that loud, or maybe the sound flowed through Hick's head and came out his other ear...

It was one of the elderlies from the senior apartments. She started out asking if Hick had a minute to talk. 

"Well, I'm home, and I just sat down with my supper--"

I suppose that had just been a rhetorical question, because elderly Dog Lady cut off Hick's answer, and kept on harping. She was going so fast that I wasn't catching everything, and I took that time to change out of my town clothes. When I came back, Hick was saying

"I really can't do anything about that. Other than talk to her. Call the police."

Then some more hyper harping.

"Yes. That's a threat. Call the police, and they'll deal with it."

Dog Lady said, "Call the police? I'm doing that right now!" Hung up. No goodbye.

According to Hick, Dog Lady is the one who has the little dog, with a doctor's note that it's a service dog. And that she doesn't always take it outside, and sometimes it pees in the building. He's mentioned this issue to her before. The other residents don't like her because they think she gets special treatment for being allowed to have a pet. The elderly she was complaining about drinks all the time. Neither of them are the ones who "started the fire" a few weeks ago.

Anyhoo... according to Hick, Dog Lady said that Imbiber is always causing trouble, and told her, "I'm gonna kick your ass, and I'm gonna kill your dog!"

Which do, indeed, sound like threats. Nothing that Hick should be dealing with.

"They want me to be their babysitter! That's not my job. All I can do is talk to them, and I've done that before, telling them they'll have to get along, or they need to go live somewhere else."

"Now you'll be the bad guy again, if she calls the police, because people at the city will say you can't control your residents."

"Let 'em say that! I don't need this job." [EXACTLY!] "That's what my boss told the Mayor, when she started on him from what the Fire Chief said, about how we need this rule and that rule about smoking and the trash room. Like we don't already have rules. He told her, 'You know, I don't need this job. I make ZERO salary for doing it.' And then she apologized and said she wasn't blaming him. Well, I don't need it either. I make less than $300 a month. I just do it because I like the people."

I'll be interested to see how this situation turned out. Probably won't know until next week, since Hick doesn't go to lunch on Fridays, and has plans for something else on Monday.