We have a neighbor from hell.  I’m serious.  She is the schizophrenic daughter of a schizophrenic holocaust survivor, but much starter.  And she began stalking us, ringing the doorbell incessantly, and talking incomprehensibly but incisively.  Ezi listened to her a few times and was unnerved.  So I offered to cover for him, and I really regretted it to such a degree that I was unable to function afterward.