Snippet
I have been having huge neighbour issues with the new people next door and I really shouldn’t blog about it because my SIL might not like it, but it’s apparently the talk of the town. I just HAD to share this conversation snippet I had last night with the neighbour’s super sketchy friend/nephew/whatever, as I sat out on the new deck watching a storm pass by to the south of us. This should tell you a lot without not telling you too much.
Enter Jorge from stage left, cigarette in hand and looking hideous. It’s 9:15pm.
Jorge: Oh, you’re having an early morning, eh?
Me: It’s 9:15!
Jorge: What? What time is it?
Me: It’s 9:15 – in the evening!
Jorge, slightly panicking: What? Is it Saturday?
Me: No, it’s Friday night.
Jorge: Oh, OK.
Obviously, Jorge was just waking up.
And that is all I’m going to say about that.
Wandering Coyote 
I actually got a chuckle out of this – a throwback from the ’60s.
That being said, I don’t envy you having to live next door with the comings/goings/whatever, and probably at all hours. Sounds like they (and you) would be better off it they lived in a house, in the middle of a section land. (well at least a 1/4 section)
I used to have dorm mates like that. . .
Oh those folks are fun to mess with. One of my old roommates said the absolute worst experience he ever had while high was when I came down the stairs in the middle of the night and said, rather calmly, I might add, ‘Do you smell hair burning?’ He said that freaked him out for quite a while. 🙂
I’m with Jodi. Let’s mess with their minds! Evil laughter – Mwahahaha.
I fucking hate neighbours. But… you will be moving soon!!! Away from these chavs.
The chavs have been evicted and will be out on July 4. Not soon enough!