Dear Ann Landers,
m I bighearted, or do I have the word "sucker" written all over my face? There are eleven houses on this block, but anybody who wants to borrow a cup of sugar or an aspirin rings my bell. The lady next door is married to a man who can buy and sell my husband ten times, yet she has been using my washing machine for three weeks. The man across the street had trouble getting his car started. Of all the places he could have gone for help, he picked me. (Yes, I'm a strong woman, but wouldn't you have thought he'd have asked a man to help him?) I pushed this nut's car every day for two 79 weeks. Yesterday I said, "Look, I'm pushing you for the last time. Get a new battery and leave me alone." Now he is mad. Am I an oddball? I don't ask my neighbors for the time of the day. Please give me some advice.-The Magnet