Oh, yes.
When he brought it in, the neighbor who borrowed my hand truck without asking, then almost by way of greeting said he was divorced and just moved in, was leaning against Brian’s car. And he had his standard rictus grin. No wonder the guy seems so creepy. *shudder*
I didn’t even give “Bill” a greeting, though I’m sure it would have been the polite and kind thing to do. I just don’t have it in me today.
I don’t blame you, and I hope you have a great night with your newly-washed comforter. I also hope you don’t immediately meet creepers at your new apartment!