I have two immediate neighbors; for the sake of this story my house number is 123 and the two neighbors’ house numbers are 124 and 125.
House 124 houses a lovely couple with two kids. I’ve actually babysat their daughter a couple of times (the youngest kid is eight months old) and we’ve been invited over to their place for dinner. They are basically some of the nicest, most pleasant people I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.
House 125 on the other hand… I’ve lived in the house for fifteen years, and I’ve literally never seen either the husband or the wife. The only hint of anyone living in the house is that it’s well-maintained and occasionally there is a car on the driveway. I truly could not have told you anything about them… until fairly recently.
Last year, 124 wanted to widen their (somewhat narrow) driveway and therefore widened it about two feet to the right, in 125’s direction. This all took place on their own land, by the way; we have fences delineating whose property is whose. This was not a property dispute.
Very shortly after the change was made, they were notified by the town that, since we live in the range where cosmetic renovations (at least to the outside) of the house had to be approved by the council before they could be made, they would have to rip it up. How did the town become aware of it? Someone had “anonymously complained” about it.
House 124 went around the neighborhood asking for signatures verifying that they weren’t troublesome people. Almost everyone signed… except 125. Hmm.
Later, before the hearing to attempt to keep the change due to it… seriously not being a major issue, one of the town council members slipped and revealed to 124 that 125 had been the ones to complain. (No surprise there.)
The hearing, unfortunately, ended up denying the request to keep the extra width to their driveway, so they had to get rid of the extra width only about three weeks after having it installed.
Very shortly after (maybe a week after the incident), 125, after fourteen years of no change to their house, suddenly made the decision to go with a “natural wood fence”. It was very ugly and did not suit their house at all. Their house is white with a grayish blue roof and gray stones. The wood is kind of the color of birch wood with lots of knots in it and would look fantastic next to a warmer-colored house. The fence conveniently made it harder to casually talk over the fence to their next-door neighbor, 124. They also added low hedges to that particular side of the house!
Recently, my family went to see 124 for a family event. After having some fun and watching the kids mess around, I casually asked how everything was going with 125.
My wife and I live in a large apartment complex in Chicago. I am not sure which apartment this guy actually lives in, but I always see him zooming out of the courtyard. We call him Future Man.
Future Man does not speak or walk or try to fit into society in anyway. He is easily 6’7 and weights at least 275 pounds. He wears sunglasses at night and I’ve never seen him actually walk. He rides everywhere on one of those two wheeled hover board thingies and at night straps rope lights to his torso that flash incredibly bright red and green light. Sometimes he also has a little Bluetooth speaker clipped to his backpack that blasts some pretty solid 80s/90s hip hop. He does not slow down. He drives it mostly on the road and does not observe such things as stop signs or stop lights.
We have lived in this apartment complex for 5 years and just two weeks ago he acknowledged me for the first time. He simply gave me a head nod and put his hand into a fist as if to say “you’re okay with me.” He said nothing in actuality but I’m still beaming from the experience. He’s my favorite neighbor, but he is weird.
Growing up we had some really crazy neighbors that lived across the road from us. The parents were real nutters and abusive to their kids. They would regularly lock their children out the front of their house and lock the front gate so they couldn’t leave with nothing but 1glass of water. Now this is outback Australia where temperatures would regularly reach 40-45 degrees the kids would be screaming and crying out the front. Police would get called they’d come. Kids would go back inside then get put back out once they’d left.
The mother would also come out the front of the house when my Mum would be farewelling or greeting people and start yelling “MRS COLLO89 WHY WONT YOU BE MY FRIEND?!??! I KNOW YOU THINK IM CRAZY. PLEASE BE MY FRIEND!”
A few years ago I heard the mother had been committed to a psychiatric hospital, husband remarried and kids have nothing to do with them now.
My next door neighbors keep using our stuff. They’ve been caught with their hose attached to our water, taking our outdoor chairs etc. They also have no problem honking their car horn repeatedly at any time of day or night when someone isn’t getting out of the house fast enough.
Across the street neighbor feeds the stray cats outside. After he empties the food on their plate, he runs his fingers inside of the can and licks the remaining cat food off his fingers.
My parents have a neighbor that is obsessed with my mom. It was innocent enough at first he was just nice and theyd have small conversations. They became friendly and we would invite him over for bbqs and everything. Then he started to get creepy. Every single time my mom would take the dog out he would appear outside and want to talk her. He would find an excuse to come knock on our door every single day.
He got the same haircut and grew the same goatee as my dad and started to dress like my dad. He then went and bought the exact same type of motorcycle as my dad. He started showing up at my moms work bringing her lunch and flowers. Thats when my dad had to confront him and it almost became physical. He has mostly stayed away since then.
I had an old man neighbor who absolutely LOVED my dog, but would not acknowledge my existence. Anytime I took my dog out on a leash and we ran into him, he would be on his knees, petting and talking to the dog. The first dozen or so times we ran into this guy, I tried to make polite small talk (“Oh wow, he loves you! I’m [name] by the way.”) and he just flatly ignored me. In probably over a hundred interactions, he never once spoke to me or looked at me. For a while, I assumed he was deaf or hard of hearing and a bit socially awkward. But then I happened to walk outside one day while my partner was taking the dog out and saw my partner and the neighbor having a perfectly friendly chat! I walked up to join them, my partner greeted me, and the neighbor ignored me exactly as usual. The whole thing was as awkward as could be, but at least the dude was nice to my dog.
Stopped to have a casual chat with our downstairs neighbor when we first moved in. all normal small talk, until he mentions that his bedroom is directly under ours, creepily smiles, and goes into detail about everything he’s heard.
FBI raided my neighbor to the left, and the neighbor on the right came over asking if I could give him clean urine so he wouldn’t get fired at work. He also bragged about being a bank robber in Reno. I tried to look it up but didn’t find anything. I just wonder why he would say/do these things lol. Definitely don’t live in that neighborhood anymore.
I was in my kitchen on my work break making a coffee. I was standing looking outside in the garden, when all of a sudden I heard, “DON’T RUN!” Next thing you know my neighbour comes running and flings himself over my 6 foot fence, runs across my garden and jumps over another. 5 plain-clothed police officers follow him over my fence, running frantically in my garden and followed him over the fence. Turns out he had a s*** load oil money in his house and the police had followed him home after he was acting suspicious.
Funny part was when he moved in, he asked for my wifi as he was in the process of getting his wifi sorted. I found out a year after (before his arrest) that he was still using it because he was too broke to pay for his own… turns out he wasn’t so broke after all!
