answer:That’s weird. lol. And yes I’d love to tell you about my crazy neighbor. I used to live in an apartment for awhile before I moved where I am now, anyways when I lived there across the hall there we’re these two mentally ill people I know who am I to talk since I am also mentally disabled But they were hoarders, I’m not sure what the male had but he talked a mile a minute, stated things over and over again autism maybe he was also a chemistry genius. Ok. So I thought they were nice and looked past the smells of them and their apartment and would talk to them every once in while. I did not know I would get dragged into their life to the point they would knock on my door all hours of the night. My dog was outside one day and an off leash dog in the apartment came at my dog so he let it know he didn’t hurt it he was just uncomfortable anyway my crazy neighbor was out there and called the animal control…not something I would do, so she pretty much got me involved where I didn’t want to be. The relationship for me was uncomfortable I was just trying to be friendly I wasn’t asking for a bff. If I didn’t answer the door she’d leave notes under my door and if I didn’t get the note in time they would bang on my door and then if I answered the door they would tell me I shouldn’t leave things under the door then people know I’m not home. She really wanted my cellphone number but I told her it cost me to make calls and wasn’t a good idea since I had little money. When I left the apartment I left on the promise that I’d keep in touch and it really seemed like they were devastated to have me gone. I haven’t talked to them since tbh it’s a relief that they aren’t in my life constantly and know my every move. Until my home phone rang one day with the old apartment name on caller ID, the answering machine picked it up it was his voice! They called a few times after so I had my mother answer the phone and say, “who, what, where?” Thankfully they haven’t called since. They were like leeches, talk about OCD