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BUT MY KEYBOARD IS OVER HERE
HOW DO I DO IT!?
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OR YOU'RE REALLY REED RICHARDS?
As a security guard for a pair of apartment buildings, I get this a lot. Really frustrating to go up, hear nothing out the ordinary, leave, get called again by somebody with super-hearing or something, and have to ask bewildered tenants to keep down noise that's barely there to start with.
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We grabbed a big old fence panel that we had for no real reason and propped it up against the fence in front of her garage, so any attempts to spy through those windows were shot. Apparently she wasn't too happy about that because coming home and finding the fence pushed down into our yard, crushing all the plants in front of it, became very common. I was rightly pissed off, as no stunted old bitch has any business knocking over stuff that isn't hers, so I propped it back up every time. And pounded stakes into the ground to reinforce it.
Neighbor lady wasn't happy with that either. She actually had the audacity to get into her car, drive around the block, stop in the middle of the street where my mother was working in the front yard, roll down her window, and confront her about it. Apparently that wire fence that we were leaning the panel against was hers, and she didn't want anything touching it. She was repelled with the same amount of bombast.
Craving a long-term solution to the problem, mom got fed up and decided to build a proper wooden fence in that spot, to run in front of the regular wire fence that was already there. One afternoon while me and her were out working on it, neighbor lady traipses up and starts bitching some more, so I sit back and watch my mom tell her off for about five straight minutes, and finish with a flourish: "Now you turn around and you walk back into that house and you shut the door and be quiet. And if you speak to me again I will call the police." And, with victory in sight, kept yelling as the subdued neighbor beat her retreat.
She tried to report us to the city or something later, saying there was an uninsured car in the driveway and stagnant water in the pool or whatever, but we dressed everything up real nice when they sent out an inspector and no one suspected a thing. Then we finished the fence and hammered a pair of "no trespassing" signs right in the spots that her garage windows would look out on, so she'd see her stupidity every time she went to get a socket wrench or something.
edit: regarding the previous post, this is not to say that there actually was stagnant water in the pool and an uninsured car in the driveway
they were fabrications
We have somebody in the neighbourhood who does that, except for real stuff. like calling the cops for little known and rarely enforced by-laws, such as parking a vehicle in front of the house (instead of beside) is apparently a finable offence (even if the driveway extends to in front of the house)
Damn nuisance.
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So we have the puppy at the end of his rope in the back, and we're waiting in the office. I get a call on my phone.
My mom goes on to tell me that while outside crying, the neighbour saw them and asked what was wrong. She explains the situation, and the guy just goes inside and hands them some bills. She thanks him, but he interrupts her and says "Hold on, that's not quite it," goes back inside, and pulls out another $200. He counts it, satisfied, and hands her the thousand. She thanks him, and he just brushes it off and heads back inside.
The doctor walks in, asks if we got the money, I say yes, and he tells me they've already done the blood work, the dog just needs to rest now.
My neighbour is pretty awesome.
We had someone like that in our old neighborhood.
One morning he woke up to find the tires on all his cars slashed and his gas tanks full of sugar.
There's always just been that one neighbor. Everyone else is for the most part cool.
Man I hope you gave him a blow job or some shit.
Satans..... hints..... I'm a mo bro!
Me? Nah, my sister.
Really glad I didn't grow up in a crack neighbourhood.
big hills
300 meters long at a 30 degree angle. We were walking injuries, people often passed by calling us crazy, and soon we saw other kids doing it. The next step up followed after a year or so of going down hills. So it was soon a regular occurance to have 3-6 10-14 year olds going down a massive hill at teh same time, trying to kick and punch each other off at high speed
I still remember the time that they sent me home from playing with their son when I went in there with this new game called "pokiemans red" where these little monsters 'evolve'. My squirtle had just evolved and I, the excited youth that I was, shouted "Look! He's evolving!" Just then the dad asked me to pack it up and get going, it was suspiciously time for dinner (at like, 2 in the afternoon). It annoyed me to be sent away like that, only to have their son run up to his bedroom window and shout out that he can't play pokiemans anymore because he can't believe in evolution.
So much about that day annoyed me, it's probably what got me going against religion now that I think about it more.
My current neighbors like me a lot, since they work strange hours, and can listen to music or watch TV loudly in the middle of the night and I can not tell. Every once in a while I will feel some bass coming from their wall and that means they are having a party. I have an open invitation to them, but I rarely go. They are pretty good neighbors I think.
there was also a MASSIVE open field that was right next to a rather steep sledding hill right near our house that was always fun to play around in. :^:
How is the car with no insurance in your driveway an issue? Its your property right? So how can the city fine you or something over that? If it was parked in the street that is one thing, but in your own driveway . . . they have no authority over that shit. If it was like that millions of "project-cars" would be towed out of aspiring grease monkeys drive ways everywhere. I am also not sure about the stagnant water. Whats the issue with that?
edit: okay yeah i would
I take it you're deaf, which makes your avatar pretty clever.
Stagnant water is where mosquitos like to lay their eggs, and with West Nile virus moving further west each year, all the cities are trying to reduce mosquito populations as much as possible.
Ok, that makes good sense, but the car thing still kind of throws me a bit.
It's usually just a by-law for aesthic reasons, encourage people to get rid of derelict vehicles they have no means or intention of repairing. Most cities with a by-law like that in effect allow owners to get exemption permits specifically for situations where they may have a project car or something they are actually working on.
I know most people are up by 7:00 a.m. and either out the door for school or going to work, but to me that is just plain rude and obnoxious. I tried to take pictures of her no trespassing signs and cameras but the snow covered up the cameras and since it was fat, wet, chunky snow every picture I took outside looked like crap because of the light reflecting off the flakes. Maybe I'll do it today.
show her who's boss.
1) The family right next door is a relatively new one, with two little kids no older than 4. As with little kids, they wanted a pet, so they got a dog. With the father working nights and sleeping during the day and the mother busy raising the kids, the dog was left to its own devices in the yard. The damn thing dug under the fence and started harassing our outdoor rabbits (this was at least three years ago when they didn't have the second kid yet, and when the rabbits were still alive). After the third time the dog bore into our backyard (and, subsequently, the third time of yelling at them), the father ended up giving the dog to his parents, mostly since no one really took care of it. Afterwards, they got a rabbit, probably because they saw ours. Only the idiot kept it in the former dog's outdoor pen- no cage at all. Rabbits dig burrows in the wild. The rabbit escaped (no duh) and started hanging out with ours, eating whatever food fell from their cages. We caught it and returned it twice, yet he still put it into the dog pen (which, I must add, still possessed a clear escape route for the rabbit.) The third time we caught it, we said, "Screw it, it's more ours anyway," and kept it. It was winter, so it would've frozen had we not rescued it. The neighbors never came around asking about it.
2) This family consisted of a drunken abusive father, a "lady of the evening" mother, and their three daughters who demanded that they each have their own stuff, going as far as having their own copies of movies since sharing must be the devil's policy over there. About 4 years ago, the father up and left without a word. The mother has worked at McDonalds to try to support her three brats, and doesn't cook anything aside from Kraft Easy Mac (if that can be considered "cooking"). They took in some illegal immigrants as boarders to make some extra money (an oxymoron, to be sure). In that time frame, the eldest daughter was proposed to by some lazy-ass prospectless band freak at the age of 17. Haven't seen her since. The middle child dropped out of high school in her senior year, and the youngest would stalk my mother and sister during the entirety of the summer by riding her bike back and forth in front of our house, assumedly at her mother's command. I swear, every time we would go out somewhere, the minute we would get home we would get a phone call from her demanding why we didn't tell her where we were going.
Bingo.
She's deaf as a doornail.
edit:
Einhander: hey
Einhander: they know you are doomed
Foldedhands: haha
Foldedhands: when I moved in they (my neighbors) were not home
Foldedhands: so I left them a note on their door that said something like
Foldedhands: "Hi, I am your new neighbor
Foldedhands: I am deaf, so if there is a fire in the night please come and knock down my door and get me
Foldedhands: so I do not die. Thanks."
Foldedhands: they thought it was funny
Einhander: good god
Foldedhands: yeah, but now I have smoke detectors that strobe
Foldedhands: so I will not die in a fire
Einhander: ummmm yeah
Einhander: unless you are asleep when the fire starts
Foldedhands: hahahaha go to hell
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Now that I think about it, I think it was something to the effect of it being there and no one was using it. "Unused car in the driveway." But still, you're right, no one has authority over that. I don't know what that lady was trying to get at. The car was sitting there unused because it had been having transmission problems.
You could probably lay blame on someone for stagnant pool water if it were so bad that you could smell it from some distance away. I...I don't even know. She was crazy.
Edit: Balefuego and Ruckus actually make sense.
we occasionally chat for a minute when we congregate in the hall simultaneously to see if everyone's power is out or it's localized