STORM2K

I've only lived in four homes in the last 32 years, but every neighborhood has a cast of characters that make it "what it is."

I live in Phoenix, but have a retired Chicago cop living across the street and down two houses. This guy has a mouth that stops the clock!

Meet him at the mailbox, and he howls out, "Hey, what the f*** did you get in the f***** mail today. All I got was f**** bills. And by the way, nice to f***** see ya again. Why don't you and the Mrs. stop by and have a f****** drink some night." Like we'd f***** do that.

Or how about the guy down around the corner. Married a few times. Sometimes his exes show up after they've been gone for a few months. Sometimes not.

He doesn't have a yard, but he loves to rake the rocks dressed only in his speedo! Boy is that a treat! He's gained a few pounds between brides.

Any fun folks in your neighborhood? Or am I the only one with the likes of a Speedoman and a foul mouth cop.

We don't know our neighbors at all, and we have been here for four years on 1 JULY. Since the complex is VERY "diverse", it appears that those living here desire no contact with one another, and keep to themselves.

Talk about digging up a can of worms here...*LOL*.

Well, AHEM! ... I was pretty bad in my teens about going outside to smoke and plopping on headphones to sing to the top of my lungs volume, sometimes at midnight ...

Let's see, there used to be the sailors across the street, drinking, partying, and cussing outside quite a bit ...

Right now, sometimes, when the lady next door looking for her teenage son will come out and scream to the top of her lungs, "ADAM!!!" ...

Hmmm, I know there is plenty more, but I have to go to sleep while it's quiet...*LOL*...

Our fun time comes when we go to the beach. This is especialy true during tourist season! You wouldn't believe the things we see! LOL My personal favorite is the combination of swimming trunks, black socks and wingtips! What a beach ensemble!

If you think your neighbors are bad.....read on!

My mom has weird neighbors! If you could say it like that........

They are dumb as rocks! The guy will drive his rider around the neighborhood mowing everyones lawn! I'm dead serious! He's on workers comp form work because of a heart surgery...he smokes packs upon packs a day, sits outside in the front yard all day long and rides his rider all around our neighborhood...meanwhile mowing everyone's lawn!!!!! Our yards aren't that big to begin with. There was a few times that my step-dad yelled at him because of that issue! My step-dad put a rope in our backyard that way he can't mow behind the garage. Everyone in our household is very capable of mowing our own yard! My brother has a weekly job of mowing the Mrs. Johnsons yard across the street...she's an old lady...he gets paid $20 a week for that! The weirdo has cut her lawn before and my step-dad yelled at him because he did not ask Mrs. Johnson before hand...my brother was supposed to go over after school to do her yardwork. The weirdo has tried to mow our yard when I was home, but that didn't work...my look of death came out (besides flipping him off).

We put up a fence to stop him from 'peeping' but he still manages to do so. We can't go to our mail box without them wondering what we got today! (PS its non of his Darn business!) My mom and step-dad are working on extending the fence between the driveway and their house that way we don't have any peeping toms! Thankfully, they can only see into our living room and kitchen from their house (without walking around)!!! That will be ended shortly once that fence gets extended.

Another thing is that they have a fire burning stove in their garage, and one day the smoke was so black that it looked like their garage was going to go up in flames! That would have taken another neighbor's garage up, along with a fence (not ours)!!!!!!!! City of Menasha ordaniance says that you cannot have an open pit without supervision....and it CAN NOT be enclosed! There are times that he will house homeless people in his garage....that's who starts the stove in the garage....next time we see smoke from the garage, we are calling the Menasha Police and FD! No ifs, ands, or buts! FYI...there is a Town of Menasha Police officer that lives at the end of our street right around the corner from Clovis Grove Elementary...believe me, he is aware of these lovely mishaps!

Whenever I get home from running errands, working or classes (and if he's outside) he will ask why I have a UW-Green Bay and University of Margaritaville sticker on my rear window and a parking pass on my drivers side back window! Well duh! How stupid could you be!!! Or he asks me what I have in the bag....its non of his darn business!!!!

I swear he has an IQ of 10! He's that stupid! I'm dead serious...I think he's charred away his brain cells!

sounds like a good neighbor to me pojo, maybe the guy is a little bored.& just needs something to do.

Before his health got too bad, my great uncle would OFFER to mow other folks lawns in the neighborhood...he didn't just ride up on his mower and start cutting

Actually, our neighborhood is pretty good (at least now). There used to be a couple of old busybody women (always wanted to tell everyone else how to keep their yards; call the city if the grass was too high, etc)...but since they died several years ago it's been pretty cool.
My neighborhood is on a circle (makes walking around the block easy , and is a mix of elderly folks (several widowed ladies) and young couples.

Across the street are big old ex-marine Darren and his wife Connie...both are such sweethearts (and their 22 month old little boy is just a living doll...Granny and me "adopted" him for Easter this year--carried him a huge Easter basket...told him to share with his mommy and daddy, which of course made them very happy

There's also another nice young couple Josh and Angie and their little baby...and out the street is a retired doctor and his wife I've known since I was a child. A little quirky, but a real nice couple. He's taught me a lot about taking care of Granny...always willing to answer medical questions I have.

At least for now, there aren't any bad families on our street...it's normally a very quiet and peaceful neighborhood; everyone is very friendly...will wave when you are walking, or driving somewhere....a very nice place to live

Perry

Here in Florida I live on a very quiet street, there are many small houses in my neighborhood. I live in a retirement community, so most of the residents in my immediate area are in their late 50's, 60's, 70's and one gentleman is in his early to mid 80's. (it is a 55+ community that allows 19+ year olders. One of my neighbor's in particular likes to come over quite often to visit my parents (and me) to see how we're doing.

In Massachusetts, I lived on a cul-de-sac. I lived there since I was 19 months old to seven weeks before my 22nd birthday. My family, parents, three brothers and sister were the largest family on the street. We were the last house on the left. There was even a house straight, if you went straight from the top of the street down a hill; this hill was a family's driveway. At times the neighborhood children would come out and play, but it was never annoyingly noisy.

Being a small mountain community, neighbors here are what neighbors are appose to be, friendly, caring, always checking in on you to make sure your O'TAY BUT...............

His name is Dr. Sullivan, a well known, well liked dentist here in Pinetop, I know this to be fact, not rumor, if so, I would not repeat, post this.............he has a *drinkin* problem, gets home around 1800, starts in as soon as he gets home, around 1900 hrs he's 3 sheets to the wind. We have 3 big dogs that LOVE to bark, especially at Bernie and Ernie (our pet elk), town law allows dogs to bark until 2200 hrs and start again at 0500, WELLLLLLLL, he will stand on his back deck that faces our back yard and YELL at the top of his lungs, "Shut those F******dogs up, I'm calling the cops!" etc, etc. He use of profanity is so uncalled for, in fact, he drove by the house one evening, honk his horn, Michelle went to see who it was, he said "Shut your F****** dogs up BITC*!" Needless to say, I blew my cookies!

Can you imagine being his first patient in the morning, "Root canal anyone?"

Dennis

Doc Sullivan... a fitting name for a mountain doc.

I had a surgeon with an alcohol problem perform gall bladder surgery on me. I have a 12" scar an inch wide! Besides, I think he left some instruments in there.

He lost his medical license shortly after I learned he had his problem...and unfortunately after I let him cut me open.

Well, I have this house across from me that is the home of every kind of person that we hate... the people that lived there before the new people moved in ALWAYS parked in front of our house, ALWAYS took the spot that WE shoveled out, etc...

Then, they moved out, and we were so excited... then new people came. They seemed pretty nice at first, then THEY began parking in front of our house.

Sometimes we dug out a spot for OUR cars to park in when it snowed, but then he comes and HE parks in them!

We get sooo mad... I think they are planning on moving out, too. Maybe 3 will be our lucky number... Oh and BTW, we are known as... "The Neighbors that everyone hates!"

Sounds like you should move to Phoenix, Colin. No snow here.

But then you have to put up with a foulmouth retired cop and Speedoman.

Lake Effect1 wrote:sounds like a good neighbor to me pojo, maybe the guy is a little bored.& just needs something to do.

Bored??? Ah no.... More like super Nosy! He has to know what is going on with everyone in the neighborhood!

Recently, we purchased some landscaping bricks for our yard, and he asked my step-dad where he purchased the bricks. My step-dad went off on him right in front of his own mother, because the neighbor guy was down our throats about the rope behind our garage (the rope is there to stop him from coming over into our yard with his rider.)

Pojo. You need a dog. We have an extra one....

Our family is probably the one that everyone talks about. It's an Italian family (except me). LOUD.
Lots of visitors. Cursing too. Bikes and toys in the front yard. Pit Bulls in the back yard. A history of junky cars. (None up on blocks though). And I've been known to go check the mail in my boxers. (Hey they look just like regular shorts)

We hardly talk to the neighbors on the one side. They are the "Perfect Family" We are the "down-to-earth" family. Let them have their perfect life. It's too sterile for me. We'd probably be surprised what goes on behind closed doors.

My wife desparately wants to move. We're looking.

Life's too short. Have fun.

Wow... we have wonderful neighbors. It seems I am fortunate to have such good ones.

Ron and Sharon live next door and we are all the time chatting and exchanging pleasantries. She babysits and so occasionally when my sisters are here a few of her kids come and swim in the pool. Ron also fixed my garage door a few months ago when it quit working.

Greg and Brenda live across the street. He is a air conditioner repairman and she is a volunteer for the Red Cross so they are both gone quite often. They have a son my age who is engaged and they invited me to the wedding.

Pat lives next door to me as well. She is 83 years old and widowed, but is more active than any of the rest of the neighbors combined. She is spunky and a lot of fun. She usually sits outside of a morning so I visit her occasionally. We always exchange Christmas presents too.

A newlywed couple just moved in behind us. They seem nice. She is a teacher and he is a computer software guru so they are both in bed early enough that the noise they make during the evening... radio mainly... is done by 9:00 or so.

Hey now Ed, I am 100% Italian-American. (well, actually 75% Italian-American, 25% Sicilian-American.

Not trying to be racist here, but was he black? Or a white country hillbilly? Or something else?

Yeah, I hear alot of that kind of talking in public places. Sometimes I feel like walking up and saying watch your language, kids are here. Even though I've heard it all....

He, He, Tom. Acutually Theresa is half Italian, but it comes through loud and clear.

-- We do tend to raise our voices... those not use to it seem to mind.