We have lived here in this neigborhood for seven years. It isn’t the friendliest neighborhood in the world, but people do speak politely when spoken to, acknowledge your presence etc…
Our neighbors to the right, however, have serious problems. The people we bought the house from had lived here for 15 years, and said that the lady of the house next door would not even speak to her when they passed in the grocery store. Well, fine by me, I thought. And thus we have continued our co-existance. This fine family has three unmarried daughters, with the youngest daughter being 18/19. All three daughters have children (I know because I have seen them. One of the daughters even came over once, and I gave her kid an ice cream). Grandma runs to her mailbox, collects the mail, and runs, literally runs, back into the house. The curtains are always closed, and Grandpa refuses to make eye contact even if we are both out cutting the grass and are heading right towards each other.
This Spring, I was out in the front yard doing some yard work. Grandpa came outside with one of the grandkids and was watering the grass. Grandkid says, and I could hear them perfectly well - “Spray that lady with the hose, Grandpa.” I smiled to myself, but then heard Grandpa reply “No, the hose won’t reach.” :eek: I looked up to see Grandpa moving back towards the house, whereupon he gathered up psyco-in-training grandkid and went back in the house. Asshole!
Today - my 10 year old went out to collect the mail. Psyco Grandma was outside with their new boxer puppy and one of the psyco grandkids. Psyco grandkid turns to Grandma and says - “Grandma - let the puppy bite that boy.” To which Grandma replies - “No, the puppy needs to go back inside now” :eek:
You fucking bitch! How about, “no, that would not be nice” or “Psyco Grandkid, what a mean thing to say”.
I am still left open mouthed and raging! Good way to raise a sociopath you, you…Damn, it made me so mad I can’t even think of something bad enough.