Well… he used to be the Creepy Fish Man, but he got a promotion to chickens. Maybe he should be “The Creepy Poultry Man,” but oh well… he’s now dubbed the Creepy Meat Man, and until he gets another promotion, so shall he remain.
Who is the Creepy Meat Man?
He’s a really friendly guy. I’m guessing he’s that way with everyone, but for some reason, my daughter and I can’t enter the local supermarket without him finding us to say hello. And what’s really creepy is that we’ve known him for several years and he seems to have a real affinity for my daughter. She’s like 20 now, but this all started when she was in her early teens. He says he has a daughter her age, and so, we just figure his daughter hates him (as teenagers are apt to feel) so he talks to mine instead.
I hope.
We also have Creepy Neighbor Guy, who lives across the street. He fights with the neighbors all the time, and says he has semi-automatic weapons for shooting alligators under his bed. Hmm… He’s the really scary one, you’d think, right? Not so. I know his secret. He’d never raise a hand because he’s afraid of being sued. LOL He’s not a bad guy, just a very strange one who gets mad easily.
But there are good people in our neighborhood, too. Don’t want you to think I live in a place that’s weird or anything. I mean, some of my neighbors are the best. In fact, we have a Starbucks guy that draws hearts on our cups every day, just because he likes us. Yes, he’s gay and I’d adopt him in a heartbeat. I love people for who they are, not their sexual orientation. 
And there’s the whole crew at the local Bob Evans. We used to go to breakfast there before my daughter became an employee all the time, and so knowing the crew was one reason it was her first job. She’s in college now, but we still go once in a while just to say, “Hi!” Since I have a real job now, I don’t do breakfast very often. (I was a book author in my former life, and could do whatever I wanted when I wanted, but… )
What’s my point?
I really don’t have one, except to say that every neighborhood has creepy people and nice people, and we’re all different. It makes you wonder though… Whose creepy list and whose nice lists are you on?