New neighbors moved into the house and thought our shared fence was their fence and took it down because they wanted to see our 'pretty yard." We were away when this happened and they had the fence hauled away. We re-installed the fence with not a penny from them and about three months later they "accidentally" put a tiki torch to close to the fence, we think in an effort to burn it down. Because the fence was of pressure treated wood, it did not burn but did get large black scorch marks on "their" side of the fence. They have begged us to allow them to pay to replace that part of the fence or to paint it. We have said no, and they finally built a new section of fence along ours to block their burning efforts.

I think I first read this 12 years ago. It's STILL hysterical!

http://fuzzycats.com/redneck.htm

I've posted this before…I'm in NoVa now renting, but I'm from LA. Our next door neighbor there is so--I don't even know where to start--- that there is a show called "Interior Therapy with Jeff Lewis" and they did an episode on her. You can buy it on iTunes for about $2.99 and it's Season 2, called "Who's on First?"
That episode was such a sensation that they created a show called "The Diva" starring her. (don't follow it so don't know what happened)

Honestly, it's money well spent because it's so mind-blowing and funny! But don't watch it around the kids! Just know…she is *not* acting; this really been my experience with her.

OP. This will make you feel better.

At our old place our neighbor down the street used to send her 4 and 6 year old off to play on their own and they seemed to always end up near our home. One evening my husband and I spotted them trying to climb into the dumpster. We were considering calling their parents, but they gave up so we let it go.

Next time I saw the mother I mentioned what we saw just so she would know and I asked her if she wants me to say something next time. She told me off and insisted her boys have never and will never play around or in a dumpster.

The next week we saw them climbing again and one fell in. The littlest one was so upset because there was nothing he could do. I ran down the street and got the mom while my husband calmed the younger one down. Once again the mom tried to tell me off. I think I said something like "Your kid is crying in a dumpster. Get over yourself and go get your baby!" Her husband eventually came out too. It took quite an effort, but they got him out.

Anonymous wrote:I had an elderly neighbor who used to wear the tiniest of speedos while washing his car in front of his house. He and his wife also used to dry their undergarments on a clothesline in their backyard. Of course, I could see into their yard when standing on my deck. He used to have fishnet underwear and all kinds of wild banana hammocks. It was so bizarre. His wife wore huge bloomers.

They were the nicest neighbors though.

European, right?

In college, I lived in an off campus apartment senior year. The guy who lived above me was on house arrest, and would blare Hinder's "Lips of an angel" and Soulja Boy's "crank that" for hours a day, seven days a week.

Growing up we would crank up the stero when my parents would leave the house.

One day I was taking a shower and I heard the music being turned down. I jumped out and ran into the living room. My elderly neighbor had come in our unlocked back door and let herself into our house. I don't know who was more shocked.

Anonymous wrote:My mom got a call from a neighbor that my sister and I were inappropriately dressed and it wasn't "that type" of neighborhood.
We were 11 and 14 in one piece bathing suits washing a station wagon in the driveway ...in the suburbs. It become a point of contention with this neighbor for years.
Years later when we were both pregnant and saw this neighbor while visiting my mom we plotted to recreate this scene, in bikinis while pregnant, to really make her mad but my mom begged us not to.

OMG. I had this neighbor. The husband used to break his neck to see us. GROSS.

I guarantee that was what bothered the wife! I think she has bigger problems than she knows.

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Anonymous wrote:We lived in an apartment in a very dense neighborhood in Denver. There was a vacant bot behind our building so we decided to start parking in it rather than fight for parking on street. Our crazy neighbor started writing homemade parking tickets "from" the building name. When our friends came by they parked there too for their own mementos. We had a stack of about 20 by the time we left. They were frequently written on junk mail, shopping lists or other used pieces of paper. One day he printed some on the computer. That was fun.

Should have paid them with hand drawn checks and left them on his front door.

+1

Had college age students living next door for a school year once. They had frequent (and HUGE) bonfires out in the yard. DH is a firefighter and had to go over more than once to tell them to knock it back a bit---friendly kids, always offered him beer!
Fast forward to June, landlord is over doing repairs, painting, etc to get it ready for the next school year. Funniest thing he tells my DH when he was out mowing grass. Every door in the house is gone: no bedroom doors, no kitchen cabinet doors, no closet doors. DH gets a lightbulb moment and walks over to the firepit. Full of hinges, strike plates, doorknobs, etc.
Yep. Kids created bonfires out of anything they could!

Anonymous wrote:When I was a kid, we had a busybody neighbor who would call my mom and report on what we were doing in the yard, or even what we were doing in the house. One day she called and said my sister and I were jumping on the bed. We weren't-- we were sitting on the top bunk!

My mom was an attentive SAHM, but this neighbor seemed to think she needed parenting assistance. "Gladys Kravitz" had her own kids, but apparently would rather stalk us than pay attention to them.

+1 There is one in every neighborhood, and everyone seems to know who!

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Anonymous wrote:I had an upstairs neighbor who would run the roomba at midnight. On weekdays. I can't even tell you how angry it made me to be awakened out of a dead sleep by a roomba.

My upstairs neighbors are most likely mentally unwell. Here is a typical vacuuming schedule for them: 10:00 PM, start vacuuming for the day for approx 1 hr. 11:30 PM vacuuming again for about 30 minutes. 1:00 AM vacuuming again for an hour.

These people are constantly vacuuming, very late at night and multiple times a week.

Actually, both of you have grounds for a legal complaint. Noise ordinances cover the time from 9 pm till 7 am on weekdays (times may vary slightly, depending on jurisdiction), so no one is allowed to vacuum or dance loudly in the middle of night. I'm surprised you guys didn't call the cops on your upstairs neighbors after a while. Making noise once or twice - fine, but constantly? I wouldn't have put up with it.

One of my neighbors in FCC sent me city regulations regarding when to put out the garbage bins (after 5pm and before 7am) via snail mail. The envelope only had my address and a stamp on them. No clue which neighbor. Apparently, he or she wanted to make sure that those garbage bins were not out any earlier than they needed to be.

Police knocked on our door looking for a neighbor kid. Turns out he was still in his home asleep.

Anonymous wrote:We lived in an apartment in a very dense neighborhood in Denver. There was a vacant bot behind our building so we decided to start parking in it rather than fight for parking on street. Our crazy neighbor started writing homemade parking tickets "from" the building name. When our friends came by they parked there too for their own mementos. We had a stack of about 20 by the time we left. They were frequently written on junk mail, shopping lists or other used pieces of paper. One day he printed some on the computer. That was fun.

Should have paid them with hand drawn checks and left them on his front door.