I was really young and it was a party complex. One of the older men had a girlfriend who got so jealous one midnight she sneaked into the parking lot (just below my balcony). I happened to look down just as she walked to his car with a huge chef's knife in her hand, like a crazy movie. She looked up and saw me and then started for the stairs!!!
I ran into my apartment and then realized my new phone wasn't yet installed. I couldn't call for help or go back outside. I just sat there with a chair against the door until I heard the police outside. She was just planning to slash his tires - - so she said.
Everybody knows. It’s not a party until somebody calls the police.