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Is it bad that I loathe my next door neighbor?
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Phil
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Apr 15, 2010 05:59PM

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RandomAnthony wrote: "My neighbor is using loud gas powered tools to trim his lawn right now! In April!"
And...?
And...?
RandomAnthony wrote: "He shouldn't. It's fucking April. The lawn hasn't grown yet!"
Wait. Aren't you in the midwest somewhere? I've already cut mine twice already. Complete with gas-powered weed whacker and blower.
Wait. Aren't you in the midwest somewhere? I've already cut mine twice already. Complete with gas-powered weed whacker and blower.
RandomAnthony wrote: "I'm in Wisconsin. And you've already cut yours twice? Are you one of those people, Clark?"
Well, if by "one of those people" you mean someone who has a way with grass (all types), then "yes," but I'm not one of those headcases whose entire world revolves around their lawn. I fertilize and water and all that, but I stop just short of obsession. With three kids tromping all over it, you can't expect perfection.
But I know what you mean about the noise. One of elderly neighbors uses a snow removal service and the clowns usually show up at around 5 a.m.
Well, if by "one of those people" you mean someone who has a way with grass (all types), then "yes," but I'm not one of those headcases whose entire world revolves around their lawn. I fertilize and water and all that, but I stop just short of obsession. With three kids tromping all over it, you can't expect perfection.
But I know what you mean about the noise. One of elderly neighbors uses a snow removal service and the clowns usually show up at around 5 a.m.
I cut mine the other day RA, and I had to rake part of it, and I don't cut the lawn very short. A couple of the neighbors have cut 2 to 3 times already.




Ok, I don't know if I've mentioned this yet. Sometimes I sleep on the screened in front porch, but if I have to pee, I don't want to go back in the house because the dogs will hear me and wake up and want to go outside. So I open the front door a little and pee on the bushes. I scan the street for passing cars, of course, but I never see any. This is the middle of the night in Wisconsin.
Rabbits live in the bushes, too. I hope I haven't peed on them.


I don't think Will would appreciate that.

Sally wrote: "I really wish all houses came with sun porches and/or screened in porches."
I agree, this should be put in the building codes.
I agree, this should be put in the building codes.
Ah, see, Larry, the reason I want them on all houses is, we might be moving soon, and that is something I really want, but know it might maybe only happen on .34 of the houses we look at.

Ok, I have two other neighbors I also hate. Well, dislike. I don't hate them as much as Mr. Sweatpants.
We have two different yupsters. Whatever is the term for this, they are dudes in their 30s/40s who work from home in some sort of computer or engineering realm. They both have those stupid bluetooth phones, and feel that it is okay to just wander around their garage/yard/general area, conducting business at full volume for all to hear.
One lives behind us and one across the street, so at all times, one yard or the other is dominated by "YUP...hehehehe...that's what I said, man...TOTALLY. We'll have a chance...right...after that...call me Thursday..."
vomit.
We have two different yupsters. Whatever is the term for this, they are dudes in their 30s/40s who work from home in some sort of computer or engineering realm. They both have those stupid bluetooth phones, and feel that it is okay to just wander around their garage/yard/general area, conducting business at full volume for all to hear.
One lives behind us and one across the street, so at all times, one yard or the other is dominated by "YUP...hehehehe...that's what I said, man...TOTALLY. We'll have a chance...right...after that...call me Thursday..."
vomit.

I made an Orange Julius tonight! It wasn't as good as the real thing but still nice.
Did you make sure to find a straw and sip it slowly while wandering around your house, pretending to browse for overpriced tin earrings and baseball caps?
Clark wrote:" Well, if by "one of those people" you mean someone who has a way with grass (all types)"
Of what other types of grass do we speak, Clarktastic?
Of what other types of grass do we speak, Clarktastic?
Maybe that's why Mr. Sweatypants has become so unbearable. I used to be able to just do shots of vodka anytime I had to see/hear/interact with him.
You know what I hate the most about him? His constant state of grey stubble. How hard is it to fucking shave in the morning?
You know what I hate the most about him? His constant state of grey stubble. How hard is it to fucking shave in the morning?

Sally--if it helps, our neighbors have built an enormous deck and installed the world's largest above ground pool. Their outdoor speaker system means that I listen to their music in all rooms of my house--even with my windows closed. Their watering system leaks into our yard, creating a permanent mudhole. Sad how many awful neighbors there are.
Ann, they sound like assholes; I am truly sad for you.
And thank you for reading/loving the group rules! I just wrote them the other day!
And thank you for reading/loving the group rules! I just wrote them the other day!
Ann wrote: "I joined the group simply based on my amusement with the group rules. And, reading this thread (I was sucked in because I also have loathe-able neighbors), I can see that the entertainment promise..."
If you can't beat 'em, beat 'em up.
If you can't beat 'em, beat 'em up.


I hope you gave him the vet bill!!

Alecia wrote: "And definitely do not stick lots of extra wheel weights on random tires so that he thinks his vehicles engine is going to fall out while driving. "
Alecia, I like the way your evil mind spins. Somebody hand me a pencil and paper.
Alecia, I like the way your evil mind spins. Somebody hand me a pencil and paper.

I think loathing neighbors is fine. I can't think of a neighbor I truly loathed....roommates, yes, but neighbors, not loathed. But I did have some truly bad neighbors. Dangerous neighbors...
I once lived in a condo with two other girls. Across the hall from us lived this old married couple who would get drunk off their asses, fight - once my roommate was sleeping in the living room and heard the wife screaming for the police outside so of course she jumped up and called the police who came and arrested the husband for slapping the wife, as the wife begged them not to take him away. But the truly scary time was when I saw their kitchen filling up with smoke - fortunately we could see into their kitchen from our back porch. Good thing I was home to see it because the husband had passed out drunk with something on the stove. When the firemen came they had to bust down their door. We could see the guy passed out right there in his hallway. Another time, we came home to find our door nearly busted in. The husband had either thought it was his apartment and tried to break in, or just tried to break in our apartment because he felt like it. We had to get the door replaced - a nice, old vintage coffered door replaced with a cheap slab door.
In another apartment I lived across from these two women who had apparently just moved there from the projects. One night one of their sons came over and the mother didn't want to let him in, so he got extremely violent and tried to break down her door. It was so loud and violent at first I thought he was trying to break my door. Another neighbor called the police, but he had fled by the time they arrived. Her door was completely in shards and splinters. In this same building, a woman two floors below me was running an illegal daycare and there were kids running, screaming, and stomping on the floor constantly. It was unlivable. I moved.
I once lived in a condo with two other girls. Across the hall from us lived this old married couple who would get drunk off their asses, fight - once my roommate was sleeping in the living room and heard the wife screaming for the police outside so of course she jumped up and called the police who came and arrested the husband for slapping the wife, as the wife begged them not to take him away. But the truly scary time was when I saw their kitchen filling up with smoke - fortunately we could see into their kitchen from our back porch. Good thing I was home to see it because the husband had passed out drunk with something on the stove. When the firemen came they had to bust down their door. We could see the guy passed out right there in his hallway. Another time, we came home to find our door nearly busted in. The husband had either thought it was his apartment and tried to break in, or just tried to break in our apartment because he felt like it. We had to get the door replaced - a nice, old vintage coffered door replaced with a cheap slab door.
In another apartment I lived across from these two women who had apparently just moved there from the projects. One night one of their sons came over and the mother didn't want to let him in, so he got extremely violent and tried to break down her door. It was so loud and violent at first I thought he was trying to break my door. Another neighbor called the police, but he had fled by the time they arrived. Her door was completely in shards and splinters. In this same building, a woman two floors below me was running an illegal daycare and there were kids running, screaming, and stomping on the floor constantly. It was unlivable. I moved.
Your experience reminds me of the time I lived in an apartment below an abusive couple who would fight and scream and have angry sex in the bedroom above me at night and had 29 kids around in their house making a total ruckus during the day.