Neighbors Are Messing With Me

The Story

For several years I have lived in Sofia in relatively close proximity to the center. Until one time I had no problems with any of the neighbors. I did not get acquainted with anyone because the majority of those living there are elderly people or young families with children. Since I do not fall into any of these categories, we have no common themes, but with some people pozdravâvahme at the entrance, if we go through and so. At some point, that changed. In a short period of time I started to notice that some guy was standing at the entrance when I got back from work and kept eyeing me. What's more, I feel like he's looking at me kind of mean, and when he's gone, there's a bunch of spit behind me. I once decided to go with him up close to see who he was. Then it started: that guy shouted "What you look at me" and started calling me with ugly insults. Frankly, I was quite shocked because I didn't expect this verbal attack, and I've never done anything to expect a similar attitude towards me. I went into my entrance. I was relieved, but I was offended by what happened, and I thought I couldn't do anything. After a few days, I saw him with an old woman and I went to them, the guy walked away. I told the woman I was offended, and if that happens again, I'm going to complain to the police. Then the guy came in and apologized to me, but he never said what he wanted, what the problem was, and why he decided it that way. One other time, on Friday night, I had bought a bottle of wine because it was a difficult week and I decided to relax, and I had no power to leave. A retiree was at the entrance, came to me, and began to question me whether I live there, who to, etc. Culturally I replied that I did not owe him explanations. It seems he didn't expect such an insensitivity, he was visibly annoyed and accused me of being in some people from a top floor to drink and to raise scandals. That's when I don't know any people from the entrance, let alone I'm going to drink in them. Locked that must have held an authorized position, policeman or military, to have the nerve directly to interrogate and accuse. In the neighboring entrance, the same one where he lives, and he who insulted me lives a young family. The man is a very nasty type, with tripe, shaved head and puny hands, lame with one leg. One night I was walking by the block and he was waiting for me. A ridiculous conversation began, in which he started asking me questions: What are you doing here, why are you standing at the entrance? I looked at the house windows to steal! I have a job, and I don't steal anything, but how dumb and insolent it is to go and say something like that in the face of a stranger. All these situations make me think that there is some attention to me, whose reason I can't fathom, no matter how hard I try. It is clear that all these people are extremely cheeky and insolent, but there must still be a specific reason for these attacks on me. And these people, with their aggressive behavior, probably have the confidence that they are Sofians and Stannis. I have the impression that there is no real problem here, but just some of the complex and negativity that all these guys try to get on someone, and because I seem a calm and intelligent person, I become a comfortable victim.

Last Updated
May 25, 2020
Author:
akduke36

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