Once I lived across the road from an old folks home where about 20
elderly people lived in little separate dwellings. They were all
alone and somewhat on the shelf. A sick old invalid called Jack
asked me to go shopping for him, buy his bread and milk,so I did
that. After this I began to hang out in his little room a bit,
talking to him. He was a miserable old man who hated everything and
everyone. He was abandoned by his family. He wanted to die. I
thought he might have some interesting tales to tell, like his
years as a docker, but no, he was just fuming with rage. All he did
was moan and complain. One evening, he was particularly unhappy.
Here, he said giving me 5 pounds, go buy me a bottle of whiskey.
No, Jack, I said, you know you are not allowed alcohol. Ah please
its my birthday, just a little bottle. he held my hand and tears
appeared in his withered eyes. OK, I said, a little one. I returned
with a nagan of whiskey and we shared a first drink and he even
cheered up a little, telling me of some of his fond memories. He
held my hand again and said, somewhat tragically "you're my only
friend in the world..." and I said, I'm off Jack, have a good
night, don't get too drunk. See you in the morning.
In the morning I let myself in as usual and there he was in the
same chair gripping his last glass of whiskey. Conked out. Ah Jack
I said, you never even made it to bed, you are a terrible man. I
took the glass from his hand, drained it, for there was still a
little bit left -- Jameson's, yum -- and left the glass in the
kitchenette. Ill be back in a while Jack,I said, Im off to the
And so i left and went the shops and went about my day. A couple of
hours later i returned and there he was, still conked out in the
armchair. For fucks sake Jack, I said its past midday, would you
ever wake up?!
I shook him a little and then the penny dropped. Yep, Jack was
stone cold dead. I had killed him with the bottle of whiskey.
So that's my self-summary. I'm a bit of a murderer, but I don't
mean to. But maybe it was the right thing to happen anyhow.
I am adventurous, curious, and reciprocal