At night, after I coaxed my two babies to sleep, I went out with a big bag of garbage.
I didn't expect to meet that annoying egomaniac the moment I opened the door.
"This is a private apartment. How did you get in?" He demanded.
I laughed out loud at the ludicrous situation. "Please, mister. What are you hanging around my front door for?"
Immediately we both realized a problem.
We seemed to be neighbors.
I ignored him and walked toward the elevator with a bag of trash in my hand. I didn't expect this egomaniac to follow me into the elevator.
"Don't try to get close to me and my son. It's useless."
The man said this to me as soon as we entered the elevator.
"Crazy," I muttered under my breath as I pressed the elevator button. It was my bad luck to meet someone so unreasonable.
