I'm afraid. . .
-- Anna (from The King and I)
“What are you going to do?” she asked.
“I’m going for a run,” I answered. She laughed, so I went over to see what this was about.
“We thought you were going over there to calm things down,” she told me.
I listened for a moment, and realized what she was talking about. A couple down the street was having a loud argument, well-peppered with vulgarities, and was sharing it via the open windows.
This was a private neighborhood and I was the association president. There was reason for my neighbor’s curiosity – she thought I was out to exercise whatever authority I might have to restore peace, or at least quiet.
That had not been my intent before I knew of the disruption, nor was it after she clued me in.