Remember my blog post about my freaky neighbor who likes to have sex in the window? Well long story short-ish, KZ asked me last night,
"What's he doing?"
I looked out the window and got sick. She clearly was pointing at him. It was only 6:00 pm. The fact that my 3.5 year-old daughter noticed really got me. I called 311. They told me that it was actually a 911 call. Oh, ok. They put me through to 911. The first 911 person said they were too busy to handle that. Then, the 311 person got in a fight with the 911 person about job descriptions and finally hung up. He then re-dialed and got a new 911 person who handled it immediately. Two officers came over about thirty minutes later (of course the "show" was over). They went to the apartment building then came back and reported what they found ... it was a 15 year-old boy. Ugh.
I'm not sure if I'm relieved because it isn't a grown man who should have known better or grossed out that I've seen kids having sex for the last three months. Icky. It's a nice building where he lives. Now the super is aware, the doorman, the kid's mom, and at least three neighbours know something is up because the cops checked several apartments. The cops don't think I'll have any more issues, but if I do, I'm to call them.
I'm so glad they took this seriously and that I (hopefully) won't have to explain this to KZ again -- at least until she is much older.
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