With which have you had the worst experience? A nosy neighbor or a noisy one?
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I've only ever had two issues with neighbors. The first was a Cambodian family that lived beneath our apartment and would cook the worst smelling food (to me) every weekend. Just an overpowering stench. Can't really complain about them otherwise.
The other was an old couple who lived next door about 8 years ago. The wife was super nice, I saved their dog from running away a few times, but the guy was just an old ass. Never spoke two words to me before one day while I was in the backyard, old boy said, "you gonna cut these weeds?" [against my side of the fence]. I replied that I had ordered some weedeater string that was on the way. "Well, they're getting on my side of the fence." Now, what I wanted to say was things like, "You mean the fence that I paid to have built?" or "At least I'm not 65 and still renting," which would have been a dick thing to say, but still. I just said, "OK," and went along with my day. That was the last I ever heard from him.
I had an upstairs neighbor once that was possibly the loudest person I've ever heard. She was constantly screaming at her boyfriend. And if it wasn't her boyfriend she would literally scream at people walking down the street asking if they'd buy her cigarettes. And anytime she had sex I had to sleep on the couch because her bedroom was directly above mine. I couldn't sleep when that was going on. She finally got evicted after everyone in the building (and probably the buildings next to us) complained so much.
She also got fired from her job at Ryans for showing up to work drunk. She knocked on my door and was crying about how she didn't know how she was gonna pay her bills.
How much did you pay her and was it amazing?I had an upstairs neighbor once that was possibly the loudest person I've ever heard. She was constantly screaming at her boyfriend. And if it wasn't her boyfriend she would literally scream at people walking down the street asking if they'd buy her cigarettes. And anytime she had sex I had to sleep on the couch because her bedroom was directly above mine. I couldn't sleep when that was going on. She finally got evicted after everyone in the building (and probably the buildings next to us) complained so much.
She also got fired from her job at Ryans for showing up to work drunk. She knocked on my door and was crying about how she didn't know how she was gonna pay her bills.
There is not enough money in the history of the world you could have paid me to voluntarily look at a picture of her through the Hubble let alone anything elseHow much did you pay her and was it amazing?
You can't just leave on a cliffhanger like that. What did you say after she knocked on the door? This sounds like the setup for a Brazzers scene.
I like it.
Note to everyone. Don't live in Cardinal Valley if you can help it.
This really sounds like the hoodMy street is pretty diverse, old retirees and young couples, black and white families, a hispanic family several houses down. But always pretty quiet. Middle class neighborhood but everyone has 3 or 4 damn cars. People parking all over the street. Which doesn't bother me, I used to have to do the same in high school and some of college at my parents house.
It's only a nuisance when folks have family over for holidays or friends for get togethers/parties. Since my cars are in my garage (which is where you should put them folks) inevitably surplus parking involves outside my house. That doesn't bother me unless I've got plans myself to have folks over. At that point, eff their guests, it's all about me 😅
The only legitimate issue I had, notnjust being annoyed like above which isn't actually a big deal, is a neighbor across the street a few houses down started parking his car and leaving it in front of my house. **** that. And I don't mean like coming home at night from work and leaving in the morning. I mean he had an extra car, some early 00s Impala that needed a bit of work, and he just parked it in front of my house. Didn't move for weeks. I know people go on about "you don't own the spots outside your house" which is a bunch of horseshit even if legally true. You do have to be accommodating of neighbors needs like I outlined above. Don't be a jackass. Sometimes I might need family or friends to park in front of their house. But to just leave a car that you aren't driving in front of someone elses house? I called the cops and had them tag it as abandoned. He had 24 hrs to move it before it got towed and impounded. Hasn't been parked in front of my house since. I live in a decent neighborhood, not downtown or some old small street or something. Pretty new neighborhood.
Lmao. Absolutely. I'm out here in the suburbs living that thug life son.This really sounds like the hood
You know Lexington. Any street can look trashed at any moment. Nice nhood. Turn the corner. GhettofiedLmao. Absolutely. I'm out here in the suburbs living that thug life son.
I've only ever had two issues with neighbors. The first was a Cambodian family that lived beneath our apartment and would cook the worst smelling food (to me) every weekend. Just an overpowering stench. Can't really complain about them otherwise.
The other was an old couple who lived next door about 8 years ago. The wife was super nice, I saved their dog from running away a few times, but the guy was just an old ass. Never spoke two words to me before one day while I was in the backyard, old boy said, "you gonna cut these weeds?" [against my side of the fence]. I replied that I had ordered some weedeater string that was on the way. "Well, they're getting on my side of the fence." Now, what I wanted to say was things like, "You mean the fence that I paid to have built?" or "At least I'm not 65 and still renting," which would have been a dick thing to say, but still. I just said, "OK," and went along with my day. That was the last I ever heard from him.
I've always heard Cats and Dogs smell horrible when they are cooking.