Woke up to the smell of fried fish from a neighbour which permeated right into my home.
Well, kudos to the auntie who diligently ensures that her family is nourished with all the goodness of omega oil, but I wish I could send her a note to tell her that her cooking (to be put it frankly) is 'nauseating' her pregnant neighbour.
Mind ya, she cooks like this everyday, starts as early as 7.30am and ends as late as 10pm. Sigh... I'm starting to wonder if she has a catering business specialising in fish, or something.
But as some of my dear ones have heard me gripe about this before, nothing beats this annoying, cheapo neighbour living across my unit who wakes up very early in the morning, picks up my newspaper and reads it to find out her latest NTUC promotions without even obtaining my permission.
She was caught in the act at least 7 times, but often, would try to bargain for 10-15 minutes more to read the headlines, "WAH! Mass killing in the USA!" or "It's Thursday and I want to check on the supermarket offers. I'll slip the newspapers under your door later, okay?"
Maybe Vincent and I are too nice, or really, she's super thick skinned to the point when we say we need the papers back, she still gets back into the 'stealing newspapers' routine. My! This woman drives me crazy. I'm sure it does not happen in a HDB flat, so I'm especially amazed this is actually happening in a private apartment where people pay more than $XXX/sqf to own a unit.
I'm inclined to believe too that whenever I throw out my newspapers, she actually brings it back to her home to sell to the rag and bone man to earn some spare change! Wah! Can faint! There was once I wanted to throw out some old clothing and she happened to be at the corridor and actually had the audacity to ask me what I was throwing out. She said, she wanted them!!! Can you imagine my disbelief?
Also, there was one morning during a heavy downpour when we bumped into her son at the corridor (son is okay, but typical mommy's boy) and she kept urging her son to ask us to send him to the bus stop (knowing that we drive) as the son does not drive. CAN YOU IMAGINE THIS WOMAN???
Phew! I've let it all out... leave me a message and tell me what you would do in my shoes.
1 comment:
Wah, what a troublesome woman she is. Give her the cold shoulder and I'm sure she will understand the hint in future. Tell her to go the the mama shop down the streets if she wants to read the papers next time.. And also not to annoy a pregnant neighbour!!
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