My fifth floor neighbor Ann came by to pick up a package I was holding for her. She had good gossip. Lat week, around 4:30 AM, some one - most likely a vagrant intent on getting into the building - ranf all the doors for the fifth floor apartments. Greer, a not particularly pleasant woman at the very back of the fifth floor, has an adoprable little Pekingese puppy supposedly barked, but Ann who l;ives mext fopor tp Greer, claims she heard nothing. Now down the hall by the elevators lives a pleasant lady named Lisa, who lives with an insane, alcoholic, unpleasant lunatic named Michael. A couple of years ago she moved out to her parents, and Michael got drunk, threatened to kill himself, and when the police came at Lisa's request, the cops had to break the door down.
So, last week, Michael, who is no one's idea of a good neighbor, went barging down to Greer's door yelling that her dog's barking was a provlem. They got into a verbal fight, and he threatened to kill her. She called the police on him and had him arrested around 5:00AM. Ann says Michael's been sending her threatening mail.
