The immaturity of some grown ass adults that I am neighbors with astounds me…
In my apartment complex, there is an older looking couple who has 2 boys (kiddos look to be ages 8 and 12 or so). Initially, I thought the adults were possibly grandma and grandpa, but heard the kiddos refer to the adults as “Mom and Dad.” When I first moved in, (2 1/2 months ago), the family and I were both on the ground floor waiting on the elevator to go up to our floor (we live on the same floor). I’m very sociable, so I made conversation. I asked things like “how’s your day going?”, “how long have you guys lived here?”, things like that. The discussion was brief, but seemed to go okay-ish?
Last weekend, I was coming out of the elevator on my floor as they were getting into the elevator to go to the ground floor. The youngest child wasn’t paying attention and was horse playing, and charged into me as the elevator door opened and I was stepping out. The older child says, “(younger kid’s name)! Watch what you’re doing… you ran into that poor lady!!” I smiled and said “it’s okay, buddy…” and exited the elevator to head to my apartment. I hear the mom yelling at the older son and telling him to “shut the hell up!” The older kid said, “…he needs to watch where he’s going, he ran into that lady!” His mom smacked him in the back of the head, and he started crying. [I admire him for at least acknowledging and apologizing because mom sure didn’t care]. The elevator doors closed and I got to my apartment for the evening.
This evening as I was heading to the elevator from my vehicle, I see the parents sitting outside smoking. I looked their way and smiled, and proceeded to the elevator. The mom (in a crappy tone) says, “HI! HOW ARE YOU?” [you know when someone says something super loud to be sarcastic and condescending, and you know they’re just being a dick?! Yea, it was like that] I said, “good, thanks… how about you?”. She didn’t answer. She just started chuckling.
Tonight, I started a load of laundry, and the washer was almost done, so I headed down to our community laundromat. The parents were in there gathering items from the dryer. [I always place my laundry basket on top of the washer that my clothes are in to remember where to gather them from, and use the basket to switch the clothes from the washer to the dryer]. The dad had just set my laundry basket back on my washer. I said, “excuse me sir, that’s my laundry basket.” He said, “I was just moving it a little to set some of my stuff on top.” I said, “oh okay, no worries, I just wasn’t sure what was going on” and gave a small chuckle. [Things were fine, just a misunderstanding]. I had 4 minutes left on the washer, so I stood there waiting on the cycle to be done, to put my clothes into my basket to take over to the dryer. About a minute later, the woman says to her husband, “move your shit to the empty chair, that way it’s not in HER space.” I said, “it’s okay, the washer is almost finished. I’m just waiting to get my clothes into the dryer” [He kind of looks at her weirdly and she walks over, picks up his stuff and tosses it into the chair] and says, “all better!”. I wanted to roll my eyes and say, “you’re ridiculous!!”, but I didn’t, I jut continued to wait on the washer quietly. As they’re separating clothes to fold them, he asks her, “are these socks stretched out? The ankles look stretched out.” She says, “I don’t fucking know, just fold the shit!” I felt so bad for him, but said nothing.
I don’t know what I ever did that upset her, but she clearly doesn’t like me, and I have no clue why.