+2. This is difficult. I always wonder what my neighbor is actually doing so often, that she is inside, and all the little ones are outside by themself. I feel bad for them - but most importantly, it is just not safe! Plus, they are always yelling for her . I think she likes babies, but not kids, sadly.
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| A crazy neighbor moved into a middle unit within our townhome community and proceeded to cause actual concerns about a neighborhood mass shooting. I knew it was going to be problematic the first week when he put up a no trespassing sign and installed three different cameras, two facing a SHARED PATCH OF GRASS and one on the garage. Within days I told my husband the guy was for sure nuts. Who puts up a no trespassing sign and multiple cameras when they live in a middle unit townhouse?!? It was absolutely a harbinger of what was to come. He terrorized the entire neighborhood over the course of what felt like the longest year-multiple police call-outs, actual stalking of a neighbor's daughter, a restraining order from a different neighbor. Many other incidents. We were legitimately afraid. |
I know. I feel like the parents are always just around the corner and know/see the behavior. What's the demarcation for that hands off parenting vs. neglect? One time one of the kids was on his little truck and I saw a new kid in the mix whipping around the corner, on the street low to the ground. Oh, wait. It's the dad. And admittedly, the fact that I don't have kids is pulling me back from making any calls. Am I making judgements about parenting that is not calibrated right? Is the mom inside looking out the window and OK with this? etc. etc. etc. |
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Our elderly (and crotchety yet talkative) neighbor had a large (and dying) tree in their backyard, close to the fence line. Branches would hang over our property, often dropping branches or touch our car when under the weight of rain, so we would trim what hung over our property only. She would always have an absolute fit when we would do this, would tell us we were killing her tree, and she loved that tree.
One year she started paying a professional annually to trim (and trim and trim) the whole tree. And not to be kind, but because we were “probably killing her tree”. One day she came out to tell me it was going to be cut down, to let me know they may have to access our driveway to trim and clean up. Then she went on to tell me she was sad, explaining me she had pushed her children, and then her grandchildren, in a swing hung from the lowest branch. They had played under its shade. The tree was full of memories. She loved that tree. They came and cut down the tree and cleaned up well, but oddly enough, left a perfect circular “slice” of the tree propped up on our side of the fence. My husband took a little sander to it and cleaned it up so it was smooth, and I brought it over to her, telling her I thought maybe she’d like to keep the slice of tree, since it held so many memories. “I don’t want that! I hated that damn tree!” |
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We lived in a small townhome community in VA, with one crazy guy. We decided to replace our original windows (which were horrible) and found that the wood around the windows was rotted (most of the homes were brick, just the area around the front windows had wood). My H was on the HOA board so we talked to them and replaced the wood with siding in an approved color by the board. We had emails to prove approval and color was extremely close but not exact.
Well, the crazy guy threw a fit. The "color change" affected the whole neighborhood. He decided that he was going sue us and the HOA board over this change. So...he was going to pay for his OWN lawyers, and also (through HOA payments) pay for the HOA lawyers as well. It was ridiculous. Everyone else was like, your house looks so much better. Eventually he dropped it. But he had his "those people are trying to take over" moments (directed at our lovely, sweet Middle Eastern neighbors). Our president at one point was an awesome Jewish guy with an Asian wife...they eventually sold and left due to this guy. I can't say it wasn't a factor when we sold, since my H isn't white. The funny thing is after we left, he complained to the county about the mailboxes in an open space that would occasionally flood. Fix it! he said. WELL. The mailboxes didn't have a permit to be where they were so the county moved them to a much less inconvenient spot outside the community. Thanks, crazy guy! Sometimes these kind of people create MORE problems than less. |
How did this turn out? |
Agist and sexist. Not sure what my age and gender have to do with anything. The annoying neighbors are older than me (except for their kid obviously) and I'm a man, baby!
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I'd also put a lock on the gate. What terrible parents that child has. |
OR they could just lock their gate. |
Where do you live? Alexandria? The west end? |
How bizarre of her, but you were sweet to take her the wood. |
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One of our neighbors used to sneak into our high fenced gated backyard to rake leaves. We were all in single story homes so the only way they’d know if we hadn’t gotten to it was by peeking. It was bizarre. They also handpicked all the leaves out of their lawn instead of raking. No single leaf stood a chance.
I did lock the gate after chasing her out once though. It was the only time I caught her in the act. It got weirder but too much to write. |
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We had this crazy neighbor Debra. She would do crazy stuff in her yard and get estimates on work she never had done. Every week it was a new rant about something that was wrong. I would try and hide from her. Her husband was so nice and calm.
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I posted about it at the time. Crazy, volatile, psychotic back neighbor. Our houses back up to each other and we have a pool that’s enclosed by a screen. Outside that screen for five feet is a row of bushes, on our property (you can’t have a screen enclosure closer than that.) Back house goes up for sale and real estate agent mulches our back bushes to match the mulch in the other house. I called and asked what the what, don’t do that, it gives the impression their property line goes all the way to the screen. She apologized and then these psychotic people moved in. This row of bushes (which gives us privacy) became his hill to die on. But if you dropped a blade of grass, or placed one foot over his property line he would literally lose it. Our landscaping company was doing annual spray treatment and he came out with a knife threatening him. He’s threatened to shoot us. It’s surreal.
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