'Tis Fun Monday again, and this time Ari is looking beyond her slab and into the neighbor's back yard.
This is her assignment for us this week:
Tell us about your all-time worst Neighbors from Hell.
I am probably a curmudgeon. I live in a town with three institutions of higher learning and have discovered that I positively hate people in the 18-22 age group, especially if they are attending these schools. I know, I know... they bring money into the local economy. And lots of drunk driving, drug activity, and other crime. They drive like maniacs and have no respect for anyone else - especially the people living next door.
My attitude in these matters pretty much stem from the neighbors we had in the house prior to the one we're living in now. We probably would have bought that house but for the neighbors. I drove through there a couple of weeks ago - the house is still for sale and those neighbors are still there.
I wrote about them quite a bit back when we were actually living there. You can read about it here and here and here and here and here and here and here and here. Gee.. from the number of links (and we only lived there for a year), do ya think I had issues with them?
Thank goodness we only have a relatively quiet drunk (except when he can't see his NASCAR) and an old guy fascinated with his garden and his blower and everyone else's yards as neighbors now. Things are much calmer.