So at 5:15 am I wake up to hear people banging up and down the stairs. My apartment is connected to the building stairs. It is extremely loud like someone is running down the stairs, so I get out of bed and go outside. There is a late 30’s Hispanic male and his 14-16 year old son throwing the last of a dozen filled black trash bags into a truck parked in the middle of the street. I’m still asleep and say “hey, um” and they both turn and walk away from the truck towards me. I ask very politely if they “could try to be a little quieter” going up and down the stairs. Neither responds and they both have an angry dear in the headlights/you shouldn’t be here look. I’m creeped out and assume they can’t speak English, so I say “Ingles?” and the older one says “yah yah” so I repeat my request for them to try to keep it down one more time. The guy looks at the kid, and so I look at the kid and say “I’m not trying to be a dick, its just early” and the kid awkwardly smiles. I take this as comprehension and go inside. I look out the blinds and they were gone.
I’m wondering if they were robbing my upstairs neighbors and if I should go say something to the front desk. I was still asleep so I didn’t really analyze any of the weird behaviors until I came inside. I’m wondering if I narrowly avoided getting shot.Not a super eventful thread, but really weird…
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Originally Posted by Ufa
