There’s a couple who lives next door. The man is Alfred, and I’m also Alfred. Because of our names, we talked and engaged freely. Sometimes we even played games together, his family against mine. At other times, they would ask me to get something for them when I was going out. One evening, Alfred’s wife asked me to give her our Wi-Fi password because she had a Zoom meeting and her data was low.

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I’m on an unlimited data plan, so I gave her the password. Weeks later, I came home to see my wife wearing a long face. I asked what the issue was, and before she could speak, we heard a knock on our door. I opened the door, and it was Alfred. He was angry and visibly shaking. His first question was, “What’s going on between you and my wife?”

I was lost. My wife had already buried her face in her palms. I asked, “What do you mean?” This time he screamed, “I said, what’s going on between you and my wife? What did she come to do in your room that she has your Wi-Fi password?”

I smiled and took my time to explain everything to him. I told him the the day she came for the password, and I even gave him the time and place. He shook his head. “I know she called to tell you that I would be asking you this question, and she coached you on what to say. I’m warning you for the first and last time, don’t let me see you talk to my wife again. If you see her on the floor dying, walk away.”

Then he stormed out of the house. I turned to my wife and asked if that was the issue she was about to tell me about, and she said he had come earlier with his wife to attack me when I wasn’t home. I asked her, “So you believe I’m doing something with his wife? Must she be in my house before she can have access to Wi-Fi that’s spreading all over the place?”

My wife only hummed and told me to be careful because what I see as little, others may not see the same way. The next morning, I went to their house to apologize for the misunderstanding, only to find them watching Netflix on their TV. I came back to check how many devices were on my portal and saw nine devices. Only four were mine.

I took all of them off and changed my password.

Guess what, just yesterday, Alfred met me and said, “I’ve realized I took everything out of context, and you were right. Let’s just let it go.” I shook his hand and said I harbored no ill feelings. When I was leaving, he asked, “Can you put me back on, at least? I heard it’s unlimited.”

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I told him it was my wife who changed the password, so I would ask her for permission. When I went to tell my wife, she got up ready to go and knock on their door and start a fight. I pulled her back and calmed her down. “Let me go and do exactly what he came to do here. If he’s a villager, I can show him a better villager.”

Just because of Wi-Fi, two families who used to be very close can’t talk to each other. Sometimes the silence between us is scary. Their kids can’t come here to play games, and mine can’t go there, but it’s all fine. We are managing.

—Alfred

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